(This interview was cancelled after Dr. Erik refused to cooperate)
I arranged to meet with Dr. Erik through unofficial
underground channels at a secret location. I arrived at a small private undisclosed
airstrip a little after midnight. After being blind folded and searched by
three heavily armed men who confiscated my cellphone, I am placed in an
unmarked black SUV. I soon fall asleep. I
awake on an overstuffed couch, look at my watch it is half a day later.
Looking out the big window in front of me, I see mountains
all around the cabin. The view is spectacular. I’ve been to here before, it’s Silverton,
Colorado. The Million Dollar Highway has to be close. I see the hunky guys and the SUV, the guys
must be patrolling. Taking it all in, I stand up and look around the cabin
which is full of Marine motif.
I hear the sound of drums coming from upstairs. It must be
Dr. Erik. He sometimes plays or use to for the Marine Band. As I prepare to climb the stairs the whistle
from the Durango-Silverton train startles me.
Losing my footing, I scream as I fall into the arms of a
very sexy brown eyed man. Dr. Erik, I presume. Another shirtless man appears at
the top of the stairs. I don’t recognize him. My scrambled thank you does not
impress the doctor. He only nods and points me to the kitchen table.
The long hand carved kitchen table has the Marine insignia
in the middle and is set for Afternoon Tea. A tall muscular man with brown eyes
pulls my chair out and offers me tea, sandwiches, fruit and cheese. Tackling
the food he puts before me, my stomach grumbles. I don’t know who he is, but, I
get the feeling he’s got a story to tell.
Turning back to Dr. Erik I study him. Dressed in a red T-shirt with faded yellow lettering,
Marines can still be recognized. His jeans
look snug. Though Dr. Erik is relaxed as
he sits back in his chair, His rugged face is worried. He looks a lot different
then when I first wrote him. His sandy
locks are now dark brown. Yet, he’s still handsome as he yawns then sips his
tea.
Abigail: Dr. Erik thank you for meeting with me.
Dr. Erik: I thought it was time we meet.
Abigail: Why
Dr. Erik: Lady, you’ve been on my tail for years. Now that
you’ve told my story I think it only fair people hear my side.
Abigail: The books not out yet Dr. Erik
Dr. Erik: I know
Staring at each other, there is an uncomfortable silence, so
I sip my tea and nibble on a tuna sandwich with walnuts and cranberries.
Dr. Erik: Look Abs. I’ve got a 100 men on my sixes.
Abigail: I thought sixes was a Navy term? I thought you were
a Marine.
Dr. Erik: It is. Dalton’s, a Navy man. He nods to the chef who
smiles. Stay around Dalt enough you’ll say it to.
He says nothing else. The stubborn alpha male is in
residence and I had better grab hold of the reigns or my interview will be
over. I’ve offended him.
Abigail: You’re literally running for your life. Why?
Dr. Erik: I was in the Young Marine Program for more than a
decade. Then I decide to leave and become a small town doctor and all hell breaks
loose. I am running from lies Ab’s. The
only people I can trust are the four men here.
I can’t even trust my parents.
Abigail: What about Amelia?
Dr. Erik waves his hand and two of the three guards come in.
Dr. Erik: This interview is over Abs. My men will take you
back to the airport.
Dalton hands me a bag of goodies with a smile. Dr. Erik
disappears. I guess this means the interview is over?
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