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Southfork lay in darkness as a cab pulled into the driveway. Pam got out as the driver handed her bag to her. She walked into the patio area and through the doors into the house.
She called out to see if anyone was home. No reply. She walked over the phone and as she went to pick it up she noticed a small amount of blood smeared on the floor near the stairs. She put the phone down and walked over to investigate, at that point she heard a noise upstairs. She looked up and began to climb the Southfork staircase. She reached the top and stopped looking down the hallway. She called again "Hello". As she walked she noticed JR's bedroom was open. She stopped and walked in. On JR's bed lay a blood soaked bundle of cloth. Pam walked slowly towards it."Pam" a voice came from behind Pamela as John Ross stood there in his boxer shorts.
Pam turned startled and pressed the palm of her hand onto her lips, taking it away "John Ross, what is this?" she asked gesturing him to the package.
They looked at each other and John Ross made the move forward and carefully pulled the bundle apart and jumped back as a bloody mess of small pieces lay before him.
"Oh my god.........what is it?" Pam asked
John Ross looked closer................."Shit.......it looks like teeth........or bone "
Pam looked on in shock "Im calling the sheriff" she insisted making a move to leave.
John Ross stopped her "No not yet............we should speak to my dad first"
Pam look at him with dismay "John Ross this is sick, very sick"
He nodded "I know, listen, lock the doors, I will check the house and I'll clean this up"
Pam looked at him harshly with a cool glare "Ok we will do this your way. But you speak to JR and you speak to him soon otherwise I will call the Police"
"Ok I will do that, it probably isn't human anyway, its probably some dumb prank" John Ross said.
Pam did not reply. She looked at him and walked out.
In South America Bobby made his way back into the hotel, he opened the door to the apartment and walked in.
"JR" he called out as he walked into the room. He stopped with a dead halt as he spotted JR sitting with Wes Parmalee.
"Parmalee" Bobby stated with a shock. "What the hell is going on here J.R?"
"Bobby long time no see" Parmalee stated in his course gravel toned voice.
JR stood up "Bobby I will explain everything in a moment, first of all what happened with you?" JR asked
"Not a great deal JR, but I can tell you we are dealing with some very dodgy people and if what I heard is true we are looking at an American behind all this" Bobby explained.
JR took Bobby to one side away from Parmalee's earshot "Pamalee says he remembers nothing from the crash but he saw the whole dam thing and locked away in his mind is the answer to this. He has agreed to help us" JR stated
"What and you trust him?" Bobby asked.
"I don't think we have a choice. Parmalee has agreed to come back to Texas with us and perhaps with the help of doctors we can unlock what went on in that chopper" JR said
"What do you mean?" Bobby asked
"Hypnosis Bobby, god I don't know, but something" JR stated
Bobby sighed "Isnt that rather a long shot?"
"Its better than nothing. I say we go back to the States and find out" JR instructed
Bobby paused "Ok..........I guess we don't have much of an option"
JR nodded and patted Bobby on the back.
It was morning at Ewing Oil. John Ross sat behind his desk at Ewing Oil as the Dallas backdrop lay behind him from the large window.
The buzzer sounded on his desk "What is it?" he asked the secretary
"There is a man here, says hes here as requested but I don't have him down as an appointment" came the reply.
"It's not Ratigan?" John Ross asked.
"No sir, buts he's here on his behalf"
"Ok send him in" John Ross instructed
John Ross sat up behind his desk as the office door opened and a man in his late twenties walked in, clean shaven with shoulder length hair.
"Mr Ewing, Im Judd Philips, Im here on some business you wanted" the man stated
"Where's Ratigan?" John Ross asked
The man walked over to John Ross's desk
"May I?" he asked requested permission to sit down
John Ross nodded
He sat down "Ratigan is on some business for your father, looking into your grandfathers murder I believe.......so he sent me instead" Judd replied confidently
"Well like my father I only work with Ratigan" John Ross stated
Judd sat forward "Mr Ewing may I be honest with you?" he asked
"Please do" John Ross requested
"No offense to Ratigan, buts he's from the old school of thought in regards to ah....lets say the kind of service that you may require" Judd explained
John Ross sat back "oh and what service might that be?" he asked
"You want certain things done,that may be following your wife, or it might be you want someone out of the way or perhaps you may require a little pressure to get a deal finalized. But whatever it is I can make sure its achieved" Judd explained ruthlessly
John Ross tilted his head in thought"And Judd......what safeguards do you have to keep my good name out of anything that could go wrong?"
"Don't worry Mr Ewing your name will be left right out of any picture, I provide the punch and you provide the money, no questioned asked no answers given." Judd explained
John Ross stood up
"You could be exactly what Im looking for. I agree with you, perhaps some ways of working on slightly old school, the old handshake routine is slightly dated and maybe it takes more than that to get results" John Ross said turning to look out of the window.
John Ross continued "There is small company that I have been trying to acquire for quite some time, they have some land that is adjacent to one of the Ewing fields. I want that land"
Judd smiled "Consider it done Mr Ewing"
John Ross turned to him "Good , you get me that land and then perhaps you can help me in a new project I have on the back burner"
Judd looked at him curiously "And what might that be?"
John Ross smiled "Get me that land and I'll let you know" he replied with an evil glint in his eye.
Cliff Barnes sat behind his desk at Barnes Oil, a company he had started up two years ago after the arrival back to Dallas of sister Pamela. She financed 50% of the company using capital from their half sister Katherine Wentworth. Katherine's imprisonment after attempting to murder Pamela had left her controlling interest in the hands of Katherine's attorney Russ Hargreaves.
Afton walked into the office. Cliff smiled and looked up.
Afton smiled back awkwardly "Cliff I was out doing some shopping and hoped you would be free for lunch" she asked sheepishly
Cliff looked down at his papers "I can't right now. Iv got a meeting and I haven't even read through these papers yet"
Afton sighed "Fine........you look at your papers and have your meetings and I will go home and do what I do best.....cook you a meal and um clean house" she replied aggressively
Cliff looked up at her "Don't be like that Afton"
"Are you blind Cliff, we don't spend any time together and its becoming more obvious that you don't really care." she stated as she turned and began to walk away.
She stopped at the door and looked back at him "This marriage is becoming a sham Cliff and Im sick of waiting for something to improve"
She then left. Cliff sighed and took off he glasses and sat back in his chair.
Anita Smithfield stood outside the Gatesville Correctional Institute for Women a warm wind blew as she the gates closed behind her and she walked over to her car. She smiled holding a document in her hand.