Sinclair wished himself to the old peoples home in Berlin where he knew he would find her,
"I'm here to visit Jennifer Gibson" he asked the nurse on the front desk, she smiled at him "yeah sure, would you like a drink after you visit her?" She flirted. Sinclair felt uncomfortable, it had been a long time since women had desired him, "maybe, I'll see how this goes first" he replied.
A 107 year old woman sat staring out of the window, of a small bedsit room as Gabriel Sinclair entered, "hello Jon" he said. The woman didn't move. "I wish Jon's hearing would return to how it was when she was in her 30s" Sinclair said.
"Hello Jon" he said again.
Jon turned to look at the man, her toothless face turning into a smile, "finally come to finish me off then?" I asked remembering the voice, I couldn't see him, my eyes having given up in the 90s but I knew he was there.
"No, I've come to punish you again" he laughed, "you never had any children, why is that?" He asked. "Well there was the war and I always preferred women, but it was taboo so I mostly just kept my head down and worked and plotted my revenge. How was I to know I would age, by the time I realised it was too late" I said bitterly.
"Well it won't do" Sinclair chuckled, "Where to send you to next? Ancient Egypt? Maybe... Or maybe I will keep you closer this time." He chuckled.
