Derwen interrupted my thinking and picked up our discussion again saying they sent the bodies of the assassins to Port City in a wagon with our county...sheriff and a couple of Hajin's men. An attack on a county lord is handled by the sheriff who reports directly to the country's ruling council. Port City has the lead sheriff that deals with the council. Sending the bodies wasn't really necessary, it was more of a statement to create a stir in Port City.Derwen wanted to impress upon certain. Monique had mentioned several times in his hearing that Michelle would make the perfect buyer for her London office, but Michelle did not want to go back to England for reasons that she would not go into, so she worked in Paris and did the things that were expected of her and had fun when she could get out of the office. Alex, for his part kept an eye on her for any signs of boredom. Not because Monique asked him to, but because Monique could not afford to lose her and he would make sure that. As I felt a blanket being pulled over me; apparently both Blake and John were cold. So there I was stuck under a blanket with john, Blake as far as I knew didn’t know what john was planning.As soon as the blanket was covering us I felt a hand start to rub my thigh, I didn’t know how to react, I didn’t want people to know what has been going on, so I just laid there watching some god awful cartoon not making a single noise. The hand that most definitely belonged to John was moving feeling my. I rubbed the back of her hand and thought that her eyes almost rolled back into her head. She did let out an audible sigh. There was definitely something going on with us."That's your tip," I said."Oh," she smiled again and her teeth flashed. Those eyes and those too white teeth had me going. I couldn't figure out what it was. Her fingers were odd too. The nails were broken and ragged. It was almost as if she'd been biting her nails or working with heavy tools. I looked at her again as I turned.