.So how long do you keep him there?" "It depends. Mostly just like five minutes, but sometimes for a lot longer." "And he does not object at all?" "He...did in the beginning, but realized he has no choice, really." "I can't believe this. I never suspected anything like that. How... what kind of relationship do you guys actually have?" "It's quite normal and boring, really. Much like the way you know us but we do argue a lot, and that's where our differences come out. George is a talker. He has a. Pointing the gun behind me, he said. “If you have come with the intention to harm anyone from this village, you have to answer to this.”Turning, behind me was one of Savvas’ bodyguards. He stood there with a chain half wrapped around his hand, ready to use it. Behind him half-dozen men with a variety of weapons. When I looked back at the Mayor, everyone had their guns ready, pointing at the intruders.“You will find him at his father’s farm. Now get out of here, and end this never-ending story,”. Of course, these were just ‘predictions’; the accuracy depended on how far out into the future they tried to project, and how many people were involved. As recent history had shown, the actions of one individual – Adolph Hitler – could throw all of their estimates out. Since that time, they had changed their ‘rules of engagement’; before that, they were not permitted to take ‘direct action’ against any individuals, but now, if the situation warranted it again, provided the Ruling Council. ’ Harris grinned knowingly at Mandy. ‘My father’s people were very English, some serving in The Crusades as foot soldiers and in wars against France.’ Mandy winked at Harris who turned scarlet. ‘Why do you ask Harris?’ Harris appeared to swallow his tongue. ‘He was telling me he thought you might have Italian or Spanish blood because your skin is so beautiful,’ Mandy said. Kate gaped. ‘Harris you’ve never paid me a compliment before. Wow.’ The bartender smiled at him hugely and walked away.