Ben and Moira's Tampa Bay Mansion... Part 1

Early in the Tampa morning, Benjamin Cryos walks out out his master bedroom's balcony. He is wearing a white terrycloth robe and is holding a cup full of lemon flavored tea. He sits at the table overlooking the beach and the bay and opens his Wall Street Journal. His butler, Jarvis, brings him his laptop so he can start checking the day's stock numbers...

Jarvis: Shall I wake Ms. Crawford.

Ben: Not for all the world, Jarvis. Let her sleep in.

Jarvis: If I may say so, sir...the staff is quite happy that she's around. You seem....rejuvinated by her.

Ben: She has so much energy. I do....love her.

Jarvis: Will she be...ahem....staying on a more permanent basis, sir?

Ben: Well, you know she's already moved in. As far as that....I can wait. She's gone through a lot. It'll happen when she's ready.

Jarvis: Yes sir. I ment to tell you, your sister Evelyn called while you were out last night.

Ben smiles...

Ben: I did tell her I'd call her sometime this week. Thank you, Jarvis.

Jarvis: Will that be all, sir?

Ben: Just one last thing. Inform Melinda at the office that I'll be taking that confrence call with Mr. Trump and his associates from the house. I think I'm going to stay in today. Go to the beach with Moira.

Jarvis: Very good, sir.

Ben picks up the phone...

Ben: This is Benjamin Cryos. Who's calling?

Ben lifts an eyebrow...

Ben: Ashley? Yes, Moira's fine. She's sleeping right in the next room. What's the matter?

Ashley:"Thank God...look Caley's made threats against my family and their friends. She...she's threatened Naomi. She thinks that me and her and destined to be together and that Colin is destined to kill Micah."

Ben: I see. Perhaps I could make a few phone calls. I might know a person or two that can revoke thier church status...

Ashley:"I don't think these people care if they are legally called a church or not Ben. You can try but I'm certain it won't do any good."

Ben: I see. Well, I'll do what I can to keep Moira safe. You be careful yourself, sir.

Ashley:"Aye...look if it's too much to ask, would you mind if I spoke with 'er when she gets up?"

Ben: I don't see why not. Let me see if she's up...

Ashley:"Thanks.."

A sleepy Moira walks into the room.

Moira: You're on the phone already?

Ben gives Moira a deep kiss...

Ben: Morning sweetheart. Yes, I'm on the phone....but the call is for you, hon. It's...Ashley.

Moira looks at Ben oddly, and takes the phone.

Moira: Ash?

Ashley:"Moira...Its...Caley...Shes threatened Naomi and Colin's girlfriend. She said that Colin is destined to kill Micah and threatened Carmella's life and Raquel's. She thinks that I'm going to back to her...I...I needed to make sure you were alright. I'm sure you know how far Caley is willing to go"

Moira stares at the phone for a second.

Moira: Woah... wot? Nothin' 'as 'appened 'ere? I remember 'er sayin' shite all the time an' never bein' able to back it up. Why the 'ell would Colin kill Micah anyway? Last I 'eard they were the best of friends.

Ashley:"They are. They are practically brothers. She 'as control of some sort o'cult. Moira can you do me a favor? Ask Ben if 'e knows anything about the Angel of Tolerance Baptist Church and let me know wot 'e says."

Moira: Alroit...

She holds the phone away from her.

Moira: 'Ey, Ben. You ever 'ear of a place called the Angels of Tolerance?

Ben: Hmmm....Angel of Tolerance....? There was some...movement that came out of Africa...called the White Light Society. Societies are not tax exempt in the United States so when they came over here...they filed for church status....with that name. I remember reading it in Forbes some years ago.

Moira: Wot did you read about it?

Ben: Some guy named Nuala Liodo. He leads the movement. Really it's just a front for him to get young and mentally unstable girls to sleep with him. He claims that they are his...chosen future vessal for the 'light'...and he must...put the light in them.

Moira: Oh Gawd....

Moira puts the phone back up to her ear.

Moira: Yeah, 'e's 'eard of it. It was this "society" out of Africa called the White Loit Society wot got church status when it came over 'ere. Run by some nut called Nuala Liodo... all he does is grab up unstable girls... to put this "loit" into them as 'is chosen vessels... by sleepin' with them.

Ashley:"Well guess who the current "vessel" is?"