Sarantos told her it would be her first night working at the Pussy Cat. Mr. Sarantos didn't want to wait around to collect his money–he wanted to pu... her to work as soon as he could.He would start her off on the noon to 6:00 pm shift so she could see some action, but it was still fairly calm. The people getting off work wouldn't be there just yet, and the crowds would be smaller and less rowdy.The club lay at the crossroads of two major freeways and outside of the city limits so that, coupled. A dark arrow, and dark magic. Shot in the heat of battle with him as the intended target. Who could the shooter have been? This attack spoke of deception and subtle, sinister warfare from the shadows. Though the Haruke were capable of guerilla tactics and cunning, Rael simply didn’t feel their hand in this. Which left him with…what? Rael didn’t know. The Haruke weren’t the only possibility, of course. As a Nobleman and ranking Knight Officer, there was a pretty lengthy list of people who might. Insurance companies, which had the majority of their assets in the stock market, were wiped out with the collapse. They couldn’t pay off even the smallest claim out of petty cash if they had to. No one was going to send them money even if they had it.The major financial corporations might still exist in the eyes of the law, but the ability to enforce any banking laws had disappeared. Seven billion people, worldwide, weren’t going to be taken for a ride by any institution that had blown it that. Burn for David. The fire will release you."With these words I leave you. My number two is waiting for me in the shower, knowing what I need now. She washes me without speaking a word. Rubs my shoulders and neck and brings me back to reality again. Helps me focus my mind and rubs strength and energy back into me. It has been many hours ago I left the living room. In your mind it has been many, many more. Sweat is streaming down your body and you are trembling and slightly swinging, trying to.