Caught Between Good and Evil

“Par, we don't even know each other. Things are happening too fast between us. As much as I hate to say this, let's talk. Let's try to cool down, and get to know each other." "Okay. You are right. We need to talk. I will go first. I live a short distance from Fairbanks, Alaska. I am in the warehouse and distribution business. Columbian coffee is my most sort-after commodity. That is why I decided to make this trip to see how things are handled at this end. Have you ever been to Alaska?" "No, but my best girl friend has gone there, and told me about it. It sounds wonderful." "Okay, I guess it is my turn. I live in Biloxi, Mississippi. It is a coastal city, and I love it there. I have my own apartment where I live alone. I am a Narcotic Police Officer on drug patrol." A strange look came into Par's face. Rather a shocked look would explain it better. He had to shake it or he would lose her. He couldn't lose her. After all these years to have finally found her; he couldn't let her job come between them. He would have to work it out. He would have to be extra careful. She must not know about all of his life. Careful, he told himself. "Are you alright? Is it my job that bothers you? It does bother a lot of people." "No, it does not bother me. It does worry me though because it is a very dangerous job dealing with drug addicts. I was just surprised. " "Yes, it is dangerous. I have been in some tight situations, but it is also exciting, and that is what I like about it.” "I'm gong to get some more water. Can I get you some, too, Marci?" He was shook up, but didn't want it to show. A narcotic police officer on drug patrol. I didn't see that coming. "Yes, I could use some, too. Would you like to take a walk? There is a beautiful park close by that we could walk to."