I was sad that I had to leave. But it was all worth it. H led us back into the old workshop, now turned dining hall. He offered his hand and I cleaved to it till the last door - My first entrance.  I smiled politely to show my thanks and appreciation as we approached the door. He faced me now, holding both my hands in his enormous hands, he smiled down at me as I looked up to him. I saw a man I wanted to know in every possible way. He moved his hands and placed them on my shoulders with a reassuring smile. 

 H was the smartest man I had ever known. The shame fell on Mr Mdnase. His reports came back negative. He had the whole old garage searched inside out. No DNA. No trace that life had been in the place. This was the first time the national security had a lead at all. It was late but it told a tale. Someone in H's domain spoke. He had betrayed his lord. I was scared for whomever it was. It was risky, for their life and their families. I don't know if they got caught or if they just chose the other way. I don't know what the national government promised them other than witness protection, but it seemed worth it. I had set up a meeting with Yvette around mid-morning today. I was boiling inside. I needed to share whatever was going on in my life with someone. I knew I had H's protection and Mr Mdnase's in case - God forbid, she betrayed me. When the time was due, I did my usual routine. I turned off the security settings and cut the power out. I left

   The next few weeks drastically changed. No word was heard from H yet. No signal meant no sign. No new evidence. Nothing from his end. No secret notes. He was violently silent. I let everything flow. Que sera sera. Whatever will be, will.   On the other hand, my relationship with Yvette graduated. It blossomed and we grew tighter than thongs. It was a union I celebrated everyday. I understood why it was her and no one else from the beginning.   She was irreplaceable.She frequently came for sleepovers whenever she could. We would search for jobs online, eat, gist, cook and watch series among other things.

  The next few weeks drastically changed. No word was heard from H yet. No signal meant no sign. No new evidence. Nothing from his end. No secret notes. He was violently silent. I let everything flow. Que sera sera. Whatever will be, will. On the other hand, my relationship with Yvette graduated. It blossomed and we grew tighter than thongs. It was a union I celebrated everyday. I understood why it was her and no one else from the beginning.