<span style="font-family:Philosopher">He smiled wickedly. Oh yes, this girl had fire didn't she just! But it only made sense. If she was a demure, submissive weak thing he doubted he would ever have gave a second glance in her direction. In his long life he had known more people than he would care to count; indeed the gesture would prove futile. Of those people he had known, few had remained more than a blur in his memory and, if he was going to be completely honest with himself, even those who had left a mark on his conscious faded after a century or two. But something about this oh so young mortal made him re-evaluate her as she riposted the question right back at him. Oh yes, he was more and more sure he would have fun with this one. But he would have to be patient. A bottle of wine showed it's luster and it's finer taste the longer it aged. And, if James had anything in abundance, it was all the time in the world to draw this out with her.<br/>
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As they neared his home he finally spoke, his words slow and measured,"No reason I suppose. Strike it from your memory Miss Williams." If she wanted to keep herself a mystery to him yet, well, he would find out everything there was to need in due course.<br/>
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Finally, they were pulling on to a long driveway that wound up to a <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2Fob8LbYZ.jpg&amp;hash=18a17f61af4dbe5452fe06023b046d26" href="https://i.imgur.com/ob8LbYZ.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">house</a> that was presently dark. Sliding out of the seat, he walked over to her side of the car and opened the door. As she exited, he gestured to the house."It was a steal. When I saw it, I said to myself I had to have it." In reality, the house had been owned by a lovely elderly couple that had been eager to sign over the rights to James before he had killed them and buried them in the front yard. Before the murders he had made sure they held no connections to the any of the locals and he had buried them deep. It had been a mercy really. They had always wanted to be buried together in a place they loved.<br/>
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"If you would follow me." Walking up to the door, he unlocked it and opened the door for her.</span>