In sum, Ms. Crump could really be quite an attractive woman if she allowed herself to be, but all of this potential was frustrated in part by her deme...nor, as well as the conservative nature of her dress. She wasn't into pretty skirts, pastel colors, or feminine delicacies. Her outfits matched her personality. She wore stark grey or black business suits, with skirts that went well below her knees, blouses buttoned all the way to her neck, themselves largely hidden beneath jackets that were. Regrettably the thought came and it went in the same moment. While she was certain that Dom Pedro would offer her succour against her uncle she also knew that the matter would reach the ears of the king once more and she was loath to cause the brave young nobleman any further problems with his sovereign. Then another idea arose in Isabella's mind and it was that idea that she had acted upon and what she now wanted to learn from Sister Angelique for she had sent the good Sister to spy upon her. He was discharged from the military yesterday. He's Special Forces so he could be some help but if he tries to be a hero he could also get all of them killed."Clevis and Max nodded but the other policemen and the body guards Jonas didn't know stared so hard their eyes were bugging out."How do ... How could ... What do..." the sergeant sputtered."Believe it and don't waste time asking how," Clevis snapped. He looked back at Jonas and asked, "Do you have a plan?"Jonas sighed again as he dropped. As far as he could see there was no difference in Gemma from the last time he had spoken with her. She smiled and spoke as she always had. That was something of a relief, but relief quickly gave way to his annoyance."Daughter, I have had men out scouring the whole of this Dalriada for you and my errant good-son for ten days now. Where have you been and why didn't you send word that you had returned safe and well?" he levelled at her.Gemma was taken aback by the King's tone and looked at him.