He's just her brother and he needs her help...

...As a kid, Miss Parker used to dream about a brother. Or a sister. Just someone to care for, other than her parents. When she met Jarod, she thought she'd found the brother she so desperatly wanted. But then siblings don't kiss eachother, do they ?

What is it you want ?

You to help me...

When her mother died, when her father burried his pain away (or so she tought ) at work, when she was sent to boarding school, she forgot all about her childwish. It was her, against the world. Nobody could ever have shared her pain. Nobody would ever have understood...

Afraid of losing your head, little brother?

I already lost it a long time ago, you know...