Andy looked out his office window at the approaching storm. He wondered if Jordan was okay and if she regretted what had happened that afternoon. He had not meant for things to go that far but somehow neither one of them had been able to stop it. She was an amazing person and even now Andy could not get the image of her angelic face out of his thoughts. Her blue eyes haunted and tormented his mind. It was as if she put a spell on him and he could not break away from her image. A sound startled him and he turned away from the window and listened. Thunder rumbled menacingly in the background and then he heard it again. A creak as if someone was coming up the stairs but he knew that it was impossible. For one thing he was there completely alone and for another thing he had set the alarm so that if someone did try to get into the house it would instantly alert the police. He listened intently for a moment but heard nothing, so he turned his attention back to the window. A refection of a man appeared in the window and he gasped. Andy spun around but not in time, the man came at him and knocked him into his desk then another man came at him and hit him squarely on the temple. He fell in a heap on the floor. "Let's get him back to the boss so we can collect our dough." "Yeah I believe this was the easiest money we ever made." They loaded Andy's lifeless body in the back of a blue ford pick-up truck and headed out of the driveway toward the road that led to the lighthouse.