Heart Of A Spider - Season 1 - Episode 14

4 years ago

Heart Of A Spider - Season 1 - Episode 14

“Why do you sound slightly agitated?”
“The only thing you need to understand is; I’m nobody important."

“For a man of no importance, you wear a loud tie, Mr. Upp.” Pat walked to the window. He
gazed past the vertical bars to the outside world. The sunlight forced him to close his eyes. He
eventually turned from the window to face the intruder. “What’s your news?”
“Background information is a good place to start. It will help you to decide on what to do?”
Pat gave an uninterested look.

“I have had a unique persuasive visitation.”
“Good for you. Did you get lucky?”
“Not that kind of visitation.”

“Sorry to hear it. I’m sure she’d have met every one of your expectations.”
Upp stared through slits at the person glaring at him.

“In one’s lifetime, the same choice doesn’t come around too many times. A horrid black
looking transparent Judge has given me a second chance. You and I need each other. Let me spell
it out for you in simple terms. This proposal I’m going to recommend is a once in a lifetime
chance. I have an agreement. If I help someone to achieve their goal I’ll be pardoned from eternal
damnation. I have to prove to the Judge I helped someone who has a massive need. If you don’t
accept my proposal I’ll find some other desperate soul.”

“I’m intrigued. Please continue.”
“By helping you I help myself. I need someone to speed up my business. I need quick money,
lots of money.”

“Firstly; I’m not interested in where you’ll spend eternity. Second: it’s impossible for me to
help you, I’m in a padded cell, or haven’t you noticed?”

“I believe I can persuade you to help me.”
“You seem quite sure of yourself, Mr. Upp.”
“I am.”

“Seeing how you managed to make it this far, and I’ve nothing else to do, go ahead, amuse
me.”

“I think I’m slightly disappointed. I expected more of a challenge.”

“Sorry, the head of the nut house wasn’t clever enough.”

“Remember my helping you will help me. I have a good business happening, however, I have
a problem.”

“We all have problems. Take a look around this unattractive, barren, lifeless hole of a room. I
think my problem trumps yours.”
“Does it?”

Pat looked down his nose at the man standing before him, jeering sarcastically.
“What do you want?”
“I’m inviting you to work for me.”
“You aim high.”

“If you want to catch big fish you have to make the bait look good.”
“To work for you I have to fix my significant problem.”

“I’d call it a small problem,” corrected Upp. “Do you know a man going by the name of
Kendal; Detective Alan James Kendal?”
Pat glared directly at Upp. He watched a grin erupt.

“You have excited my curiosity. Kendal is spelt using only ‘L’ He’s now a Sergeant. Every
cell in my body hates him. I’m in here because of what he did. He’s my significant problem.” Pat
started to pace the floor. When he stopped he again stared directly at Upp. “Why are you here?”

“Tell me why do you hate Kendal?”
“Many years ago Ashlee Clarke landed a part-time job as an exotic pole dancer in a night
club. She was earning big money to help fund her medical degree. Kendal fought his old man,
knocking her off the stage. She broke her fingers. Not only did he put a stop to her plans to
become a great surgeon he mutilated her future. The only thing she ever wanted in life was to be a
surgeon.”
Upp stepped further into the room. Lowering his voice to a decibel above a whisper he stated.
“Revenge is sweet.”

“Only when you win,” replied Pat. “If you lose it leaves a bitter taste in one’s mouth.”
“I’ve been following the steps which have led you here with an enthusiastic zest.”
“I do hate repeating the same question, it infuriates me. Why are you here?”
Upp stepped closer. “How would you like to win?”

“How? I’m stuck in this hell hole waiting for the decision on the length of my incarceration.”
“I have a signed release form allowing me and the guard standing in the corridor to take you
shopping for five hours. I have allowed one hour for travel, three hours to shop. I’ve assigned the outstanding hour to convince you of my intentions.”

Pat looked suddenly more interested.
“If you were to escape, what can I do?”
“What do you get out of all this?”
“You’re an intelligent person, work it out.”
“I want you to tell me. I want you to tell me what it will cost?”

Upp looked over his shoulder at the door, checking to make sure Burrows stood out of
earshot. His smile faded. His facial expression changed to steel.

“I need a new heart of a spider.”
“Care to explain?”
“I’ll keep it short. Burrows will accompany us on our little outing. You will work for me?”

“Doing what?”
“I want you looking after my burglary operation. You will be highly paid. You can plot the assassination of Kendal in your own time.”
“If I were to use this information I could blow the whistle and receive a lighter sentence.”
“You could, but you won’t. One word from me and you will never leave this padded room.
You’ve been dealt good cards. Don’t blow your winning hand. I play to win. I never lose. Do we have a deal?”

Pat walked around in circles. On his third rotation, he stopped directly in front of Upp to look
into his eyes before stepping to the window to view the sky.