Turning back to the line of prisoners Bill kept looking for the leader of the group that had fired on the ship. Finally the last male marched past cau...ing Bill’s eyes to narrow then he and the Major took off for the castle.Quickly picking up the scent of the male again Bill and the Major set off. They were again very closely followed by Twitty and Glenna. Another hour saw them rapidly approaching another castle. Looking back at Twitty he growled stopping just out of range of the weapons. “This. " It will," Brock agreed as they parted company. "And Zoe, I'm glad you made contact even if you did scare the crap out me." Hey, I'm a cop, remember," she joked. "I would have protected you even from myself. I am truly sorry if my arrival has steered your security team away from whoever is threatening you."Meredith was the only member of his entourage still in Los Angeles, so Brock looked for her along the third base line. As usual, when he wanted to talk about something, she was nowhere to be. “This elevator is for a rather exclusive private restaurant located on the top floor. I own that also, but that is not where we are heading tonight.”Then holding the door open with one hand, Sam stepped slightly into the car and swiped his key on the elevator pass reader. He pressed a button labeled “Street Level” and stepped back out of the car. The doors closed and the panel above the doors indicated that the car was indeed moving upward, but then the doors opened again and a totally. I was forced into some sort of building, and my blindfold was taken off. It was a farmhouse kitchen. I looked up to see myself surrounded by a number of rough looking men, and three women who were armed with an assortment of weapons.The men there were arguing about what to do with me, in a mixture of Flemish and French. It seemed to me, that it was a debate whether to hang me or shoot me, so I assumed that they were partisans of some kind. I interrupted their talk, and asked quietly in.