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Episode 1-15
Posted: July 24, 2000

San Francisco: State Court

Adam King was dragged from his jail cell to the front of the court.

“What’s going on?” Adam demanded.

The man brought him, handcuffed, to his lawyer. Tomas was half smiling, and grabbed his client and pulled him to the front desk.

“We have convinced the judge to let you out on bail,” Tomas whispered. “But you must be accompanied by a patrol guard at all times. We knew there was some work that needed to be done. Your father should be coming by with the limo soon.”

Adam suddenly lit up.

Tomas went to the front desk with the judge. They then disappeared briefly in a small room. When they emerged with a few papers not a few seconds later, the judge gasped:

“He’s gone!”


Darla’s Home

A man was attacking her!

Darla Tom saw a metallic glint in the man’s hands, and knew that he must have a knife. She took her elbow a whacked him in the ribs.

“Ow!” came a familiar voice. “What are you doing?”

Darla spun around, and gasped.

“Robert?”

Robert Carlyle was clutching his ribs. “Hello to you, too,” he groaned sarcastically.

“I had no idea it was you,” Darla babbled. “I thought you were a stranger.” Darla wondered about the glint of metal, but saw that he was wearing a watch. The metal was from the watch.

“I have a key, remember?” Robert sat down in the living room. “And I has some good news. I looked into the plane situation regarding Kassie – ”

“And is my daughter okay?” Darla broke in.

“— and she is fine. They had ‘the situation under control’ and the plane was landing on schedule.”

Darla ran up to Robert and gave him a big hug. “I wonder what she found out?”

Suddenly, Darla didn’t feel very well. Robert watches as Darla ran into the bathroom and threw up. Morning sickness.


Evans Residence

Addy Evans came into the house with a bunch of papers in her arms. She immediately saw Giovanni Pike, half naked, on the couch with her daughter.

“What is going on here!?”

Gillian Evans immediately got up, thinking of the right words to say to her mother. “It… it isn’t what it looks like.”

“Dear,” Addy said, throwing her papers to the floor, “I am not stupid. My eyes are functioning perfectly. I know what I saw.”

Giovanni knew that he was in the middle of yet another Evans fight. “I was just stung by a bee,” he defended. “She was applying lotion.”

Addy nodded sarcastically. “Oh. Now it explains why you had no shirt on and that my daughter was half undressed.”

“I was getting ready for work!” Gillian sputtered. “He came to the door, and a bee stung him. He took off his shirt so I wouldn’t ruin the fabric with the lotion. I forgot that I wasn’t wearing much.”

Addy came closer to her daughter, pointing to her forehead. “Do I have the word ‘dumb’ written here? Two people don’t end up half naked – and not realize it – without something happening. You guys seemed pretty into applying lotion.”

Gillian was aggravated. “And so what if we were into it? What could you do?”

“You ungrateful…” Addy started.

“Woah!” Giovanni stepped in, picking his shirt off the floor. “I will be leaving now. I hope you two work this out.”

The two women watched as Giovanni exited the house, holding his shirt. Giovanni gave Addy a peck on the cheek. He got to the door, turned around, and gave Gillian a wink. He smiled and left.

Addy turned to her daughter. “What was that about? Either he had something in his eye, or you two have something going on.”

“And if there was, you wouldn’t stand a chance, old woman,” Gillian sneered, turning to the stairs.

“I…”

Gillian turned back to her mother. “This is my house. I have to go to work now.”

Outside, Iris Torres was coming to give Gillian the new about Adam’s guilty verdict. She may have already heard it on the news, but she was sure that a friend’s account would be just as interesting.

Suddenly, Giovanni burst out of the house.

Iris froze in the driveway as he neared.

This was Giovanni? she thought. This was the guy Gillian was trying to set me up with?

He has the body, she thought, on an Adonis. He was tanned, and he was a perfect built. Tight abs and pecs complemented his chiseled featured.

I’m all for him!


Consuelos Residence

Mateo Consuelos work up. He was lying on the floor, and couldn’t remember how her got there. There was a bruise on his head, and he rubbed it.

“What time is…” he stopped as her read the clock. “What? A day has passed? What happened to me…”

He remembered. Skye Lore was attacking his brother with the frying pan, and he got in the way, and then was attacked.

Skye? he wondered to himself. What is wrong with you?


Presence Beach

Dean Consuelos was walking along the beach with Skye. He looked back at his brother’s house. “Is Mateo going to be alright?”

Skye turned to Dean. “He’ll be fine.” She put a concerned look on her face. “You should be wary of him. If you don’t want the police to find you, you’ll have to keep him in the dark about everything.”

Dean nodded. “And your other premonitions: how are they going to affect me?”

Skye leaned close to him. “Just remember that no police man with ever arrest you. And you can only be brought down once all of San Francisco comes to Presence.”

“How is all that possible?” Dean demanded. “And how did you know I killed a man?”

“I know all there is about you,” Skye whispered. “I get it all from my dreams… and other places. If I was right about one thing, I’m right about the others.”

Dean kept walking with Skye until she finally stopped and sat down in the sand. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” she began. “I don’t even know who I am.”

“You mean you still haven’t found out about your past?” Dean questioned. “It has been several days since Mateo rescued you from the ocean. You have no idea how you got there?”

Skye shook her head. “I know about other people’s pasts, but nothing about mine. It is kind or creepy.”

“You know,” Dean said, turning to Skye. “You always get this odd look when you go all crazy. Glazed. I could swear your eyes…”

“Stop!” Skye yelled. “I… really don’t want to know.” She cleared her throat, and regained composure. “You just do as I say, and you’ll be fine.”

Dean nodded, and looked out to the ocean.

Skye was smiling, and knew that everything was going to work out for her. All her plans for Dean were going perfectly.


San Francisco Police Department: 42nd Precinct

Officer Tina Herbst was looking over evidence with her partner, Rick Grabowski. They didn’t have much to go on, but she was going to find the killer.

“This is a common crime,” Grabowski told his partner. “A drug dealer murdered in an alley. All these dealers have the same bullets. Hard to trace.”

Herbst was looking through the many items that the victim was carrying. She had her eye on a wallet. She picked it out of the pile.

“Tina,” Grabowski pleaded. “We’ve looked trough it already. What are you going to find?”

She picked up the wallet and leafed through it. “Anything.” She searched all the papers and cards. She then shoved her finger deep into a slot. “There might be something…”

She retrieved a small folded sheet of paper. She unfolded it, and on it was a phone number:

‘CALL NOW! IMPORTANT! 555-9110.’

She immediately dialed the number.


Consuelos Residence

Mateo was stumbling around. He couldn’t find Dean or Skye around anywhere. He sat down in the living room, and spotted Dean jacket on the coffee table.

“He left his jacket,” Mateo mumbled. “Those two must have something important to talk about.”

Suddenly, he heard a cell phone ring.  It was coming from the jacket. Mateo looked around, and then reached for the coat. He waited to see if the ringing would stop. It didn’t, so he answered.

“Hello?” Mateo said.

“This is Officer Tina Herbst,” came a female voice. “We need to ask some questions…”


Evans Residence

Addy picked up the papers she had thrown on the floor. Gillian has just left for work out the back door, and she had some work she needed completed.

She sat down at the kitchen table.

With Iris Torres in the hospital and Adam King arrested, we have had to pick up the slack, Addy lamented silently.

‘Natural Exposure’ had a huge advertising campaign coming up, and she needed to order some models to choose area to target their ads.

Addy pulled out some order forms, and dialed the number at the top of the sheet.

“Hello?… Yes… I need to place an order… I need three models… Yes… Natural Exposure…” Addy eyed the order form. “I need San Diego… San Francisco… Sacramento… Yes… ASAP… for our ad campaign… Yes… Bye…”

Addy sighed. She thought about Giovanni, but realized that she had a lot of work to do.


Presence Inn

Vivian Torres was furious at Bo! He demanded that they left that day, and to leave their daughter, Iris, alone again. They had only been there a few days.

“Bo, I have already threatened to revealed the horrible thing you and Wyle, our son, did,” she spoke to herself. “I hope you realize I have the upper hand.

As she packed, she reflected back to when Iris had to testify against Adam King. Vivian was the one who had to convince Iris it was the right thing to do. She also remembered Adam’s cold eyes looking at her and Iris talking as he was dragged away.

“Thank goodness her locked away,” she said. “He’s crazy.”

Vivian crossed the room to get her shoes. There was then a knock at the door.

“Hello?” Vivian called out. “It’s open.”

Nothing.

“All right, all right… I’m coming.” Vivian came back across the room and to her room’s entrance. She opened the door.

A man holding a knife stood at the door! She gasped.

“Oh my God!”

Vivian backed away, but she was rushed and attacked. The man held the knife high above her, as she was pinned down.

“I know you did it! Killing me won’t keep it away!” Vivian screamed as the knife was stabbed through her head.

“I did nothing…” came the killer’s voice, as he retreated out of the room. The room remained still.

As did Vivian’s heart…  

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Episode 1-16

  • Vivian’s body is found.

  • A panicky Adam confronts Iris.

  • The police are on Dean’s tail.

  • Kassie arrives in town, but Jake has left.