NOEL WAS ALSO ON HIS feet now, upsetting the chair behind him. “Dios! I am only trying to prove my story to you.” He watched on in frustration as Elise sprinted over to the phone in the living room. He had to convince her somehow. Being arrested was not part of his plan. “Señora, you are the one seeking answers to your son’s behavior. I have the answers. I can help.” He walked slowly toward her, not wanting her to run or scream.
“Your fears will only cause your son to eventually be diagnosed as insane. I know. I have been in that situation. You must trust me.” He stood in front of her now. She looked up at him with big, frightened eyes, yet a small hint of surrender could also be seen. It gave him hope.
As much as he hated to do it, he had to go straight for the heart, cut her to the mar
