Associates of the Enclave were trained to handle monotony. Their hiding place was situated so they could see both the spot where Henry and his assistant were supposed to show up and the pool area. It had been a few hours since watching the pool had been interesting and only one person had ventured down the path all day. Associate 2 watched the pool and 3 watched the path. They didn’t talk, as there wasn’t anything to say.
Through the binoculars 2 saw an older man walk down the steps to the pool area. He looked around, seeming confused, and then headed straight to a table with a pitcher of drinks. He poured a drink and looked like he might sit down, but instead stood awkwardly. A moment later he suddenly headed towards the pool house, but after only a few steps turned back around set his drink on the table. He thought for a moment and then knocked the drink over. Now he strode with purpose into the pool house.
2 gave a tap on the shoulder to 3, and whispered, “Something strange is going on.”
3 changed positions so he could see the pool too, “Let me take a look”
They both started watching and immediately saw movement in the tiny building. The shades were partially drawn and considerable movement could be seen inside. It looked like one person had just thrown something at the other. They were too far away to hear what was being said, but could hear the a general commotion. Off to their left a woman was walking towards the forest and then at the exact same time 3 noticed someone looking out of a second story window. A man with a wheel barrel was heading along the stone wall and they both needed to pop out of sight.
The man stopped and it sounded like he was just on the other side of the wall. A woman’s voice could be heard, “I’m supposed to ask you to help me move the heavy vase in the pool house.”
He said, “I know, I thought the wheel barrel would help.”
She giggled, “I don’t think we really need to move the vase.”
They started to walk away together but 2 and 3 heard the man say, “Oh, you think this is part of the game?”
“Yes! It is such fun.”
“Well, I’m bringing the wheel barrel anyway, just in case.”
2 and 3 poked their heads up and watched the two people head towards the pool. The woman, obviously a maid, seemed to want to run. When they were a few feet from the open door she hurried out ahead of the man and disappeared into the pool house. A one beat pause and the calm of the afternoon was shattered by a piercing scream. The maid came running out of the pool house, she bolted past the man with the wheel barrel, “He’s dead,” and continued up the stairs and into the house. The man went inside and came back out nodding, as if impressed.