It was surprisingly easy to set the plan in motion. Fred was quite simply touched by my offer, I have never seen him speechless. Vanity… we all have it but my Fred has it in spades.
Again vanity helped with the next leg of the journey and curiosity.
I used my fame wisely and he agreed to the conversation and lunch…he even invited me to his home, what could be better?
As my new paintings are due and starting to shape up, the timing is perfect for a trip. My luck was supreme in the fact that he is an art collector and I eluded to the fact that although I could not give him a painting, I would make one available for below the market value… that closed the deal. I must say he is quiet interesting. So we have begun and there will be no turning back as the game is in process. This will be a one shot opportunity… so I pray it works.
I have decided to leave Lisa out of the loop… it has become clear that this is mine and mine alone. This is hero’s a journey, what a sad hero I am. I hope I can go to her in a few days and say it is over, we are free. If not I will be dead and she will be on her own. I was always a liability for her in any case, she is a very tough woman.
I made the ticket for tonight so I am just waiting until midnight… the bag is packed. I have made myself into the painter, I have taken a valium so I can abide the constant Fred chatter… he is hot as am I. I have nothing but hate for him but I must never let that show… but in truth… I love him too, perverse as that seems… he set me free to become myself… the hate comes in with the fact that he has murdered or destroyed everyone I love. How is that for a conflict? That said I will have no problem with the next step… I want this to be over… I will mourn him when he is gone… one more killing, the ultimate… yes, more blood on my hands. So be it.