You had to watch out for the odd nail as you entered the place and it was pretty dark as most of the windows were boarded up but it was mostly dry and...I was unlikely to be spotted from the other side of the pitch.Was I prepared for what was to come? You bet I was.I'd 'borrowed' my dad's camera, a Canon EOS 1D with all the bits and pieces that had cost him a couple of grand second-hand. That was a year ago and after a month of frantic use it had been pushed in the cupboard with all his other. "Brandon." He said without even glancing my direction. He continued talkingto Claire. What the hell?I insisted he shake my hand by getting closer and moving my hand in his lineof sight.Without looking over, he placed his hand in mine and I felt a sort of cold,limp tug and he released my hand. No. This wasn't going to work. I'm notusually very confrontational, but I was very protective of my family andthis asshole certainly made a bad first impression for a boy who thinks hedeserves my. " The man was about thirty or so and ruggedly handsome. His smile quickly turned to a frown as he thought he was about to be verbally assaulted once again this morning. He had been out since about six-thirty and was getting tired of the pissed off people he kept running into. It was like everyone blamed him for the storm."Sorry, it's just been so damn hectic this morning. No lights and the damn basement's about half full of water." Fran said, turning and walking back down the hall, the. "Bitch, what was your name?" "I am the Lady Marie du Rochforquet. How do you dare say, 'what WASmy name'?" "Simply put, on this ship you will be Bitch, and you will be so untilyour father redeems your ransom, we sell you to slavery, or we drop you overas chum to attract the fishes! Will you submit with honor, or do you wish meto begin the process of breaking your will?" "I shall never submit. You and your sewer rats will pay for this." "It seems, Bitch, that you must begin an education in the.