Negotiation- I

One, you and I will go out for dinner twice a week. Second, you will stay in the apartment of my choosing, and I can visit whenever I want.

A trap, Brandon realised. A trap was what he had walked into willingly by asking Killian what he wanted. 

When Brandon had initially started the day, he was happy, he was already expecting what the doctor had said. There was no rest, he needed it as much as he needed before, the medicine was going to be cut down to a bare minimum, and everything was going to be okay. Of course, he had anticipated that the pain was going to be there, it was going to remain for sometime, but that was it. He knew he could swing his shot at finally being free and away from killing, but of course, that had failed. Not only that had failed, Killian had made him walk into a trap.