Mark:
Moving day. James has been gone for a little over a month. They found his tortured body yesterday on the side of a road in Columbia. ‘Mark’ would be gone by the end of the day. I would take over my new identity after one more stop. I had already shipped everything that I was taking with me. It was all going to a storage facility in Denver paid for by wire transfer from an anonymous account. I would pick it up in a truck I paid for in cash.
Linda was brought in and cuffed to the table across from me. She didn’t look very good. Orange was definitely not her color. No make-up. Her hair was a bit of a mess. She also had bags under her eyes. It looked like she hasn’t adjusted well to prison yet.
“So, how are you holding up?” I asked.
“Please, Mark. You have to help me. I didn’t do what they said I did.” She begged.
“Linda,” I sighed. “There’s nothing I can do for you. Besides, we are getting a divorce.”
“Please, Mark. I didn’t do it, and I don’t want a divorce.”
“Just sign the papers, Linda. It’s over.”
“Please, Mark. Just talk to James. See if you can get his help. He can help me. We used to be friends. Please, just ask him.” She begged.
“You haven’t heard about James?” I asked.
“No. I keep expecting him to visit, but he never came.”
“Well, he isn’t ever going to visit now. He was killed in Columbia.” Her face went white with shock. “Apparently, the authorities believe that he stole a bunch of money from one of the drug cartels.”
“No! He couldn’t have.” She said.
“He probably didn’t, but they seem to have thought he did. Now, Linda. You really need to just sign the divorce papers and let it go.”
“But you are leaving me with nothing!” She exclaimed.
“Of course. You don’t need anything, and what would you do with anything you get anyway. You are going to be here for the next 20-years.” I explained.
“Please, Mark. You need to help me. I can’t stay here. My cellmate is making me do things. I can’t…I’m not gay. I need to get out of here. Please.”
It was time. “Let me tell you a story, Linda. Perhaps this will help you. About five years ago, there was a really good hacker. They referred to him as Ghost. The hacker got that tag because he was so good at covering his tracks. It literally was just like a ghost had invaded the computer system. So, Ghost decided to go after some drug cartels. It was actually a personal mission. Over $30 million dollars was stolen from one of the cartels before the cartel hired other hackers to track Ghost down. Of course, Ghost saw the trackers coming and shut down before they were found. Ghost disappeared and created a new life. Ghost ceased to exist and stopped all computer activities, except some minor breaking into systems for practice and keeping up on the technology. To everyone that knew him, he was pretty illiterate with computers. Secretly, he was still as good as ever. Even his wife didn’t know who he really was. Yes, he had fallen in love and got married. He really loved his wife with all his heart. After being married for three years, he accidently discovered that his wife was not in love with him. He found that she had been cheating on him throughout their entire relationship with her real boyfriend. To make matters worse, he found out that his wife only married him so she and her boyfriend could set him up to take the fall for the embezzlement that they were doing.”
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