he was going to be glad when this was all over . ill come back in a few minutes and well talk . it 's nice to meet you , too . do i give him something in return ? '' but i do want to protect him . i just know he never left my side . smiling , he imagined a long , slow , death , in the same darkness in which shed happily trapped him as a child . my eyes drifted to the opened bottle of white wine . 