When Izzy went down to the kitchen half an hour later, she was feeling a little more composed. She could hear Daniel whistling in her kitchen, and sco...led. What did he have to be so cheerful about? She wondered irritably. ‘What happened to Richard and Jess?’ she asked as she marched defiantly into the kitchen. ‘Richard needed to get back to London — for work, and so he managed to drag Jessie off at some ungodly hour this morning.’ He gave a little smirk. Izzy couldn’t help but smile at the. "What happened?" You normally have a spiked pommel, don't you?" Brent asked and Dent nodded. "Thought so. Well, bucko, he disarmed you and then he spiked you. Could have cut off your sword arm or brought it up for a throat slash but the spiking keeps the sword in for defense and ready faster. I've see it used before but never that well." Then he laughed, "We have an expert here bucko, a real live Salasian expert. You're a Specialist aren't you?" Hmm, yes," Dent answered curtly."Hey, don't get. But that won't be anythingcompared to what you're going to receive from THIS!" and she heldthe leather strap right up to Caroline's terrified face. "Have youever been whipped with a leather strap like this, dear? It reallyhurts. I mean REALLY hurts. And I'm going to whip you really good." You can't do this Norma! It'll leave marks and Brad'll see them!"Caroline cried."Leave marks, I should think so indeed," Norma sneered. "Yes. Ifully intend to leave marks. Not only on your body - those'll. He dressed in what he considered to be business casual clothes — a basic white shirt and dark blue pants. He headed off towards the hotel with his laptop slung over his shoulder.After a forty-five minute walk, Dan reached the hotel, glad that it was the end of winter rather than the middle of summer. He didn’t think he would have survived the walk in the middle of summer. He hadn’t realized that he’d have to walk a mile out of his way because a highway ran between where he was staying and the.