He chuckled. "Sure lets bet on it. Let's see who is stronger now." What happens to the loser?" she asked. "They are to do whatever the other says for ...s long as they," he suggested."No deal He-man," she shook her head."Why?" he asked. "You afraid of losing to me?" No, it's just that if I lose then I have to do whatever you want for a long time. That's pretty open ended," she observed."Yes, that's true," he conceded."Can't we change the stakes, please?" she requested."Well," he said finally. "I. What's got into you today? Are you jealous because I might start earning more than you?" No it's nothing like that. I just have the feeling that if you go today, things will never be the same between us again." Too right they won't. I'll be earning a lot more money."Things continued in the same vein until Angie stormed out and slammed the door. Sam sat with his head in his hands and the old man appeared beside him."I'm sorry." He said. " "I said you could live it again, I never said anything. “Edgar Laetham, you said?” she asked as she led me into the house. Her movements were graceful. And predatory. Her eyes seemed to see everything in their darting glances. I knew men, veterans of some of the most vicious firefights I had ever seen, who didn’t scare me as much as that little girl did at that moment. Those eyes had not only seen death but dealt it. And she couldn’t be much more than twelve or thirteen. When I nodded reluctantly, an eyebrow arched and her lips quirked into. The maze was looking more and more like another 19 x 19 x 19 grid, which kept their spirits up somewhat. They had a well-defined timescale for searching all the rooms and finding an exit, assuming that the labyrinth in a stroke of absolute cruelty had not doomed them to a dead-end maze. It was at the end of their tenth day in the second maze that they discovered another exit pipe, identical in appearance to the first exit that failed."Well, here we go again! Feeling lucky today Rob?" Yep! Be.