Leaning forward he whispered, “The score is too frivolous at this point. We need something more dramatic.” Heather nodded, and scribbled a note on...her pad. The door was kicked open, shedding a shaft of light on the man bound to the chair. Through the doorway strode the imposing form of the General. With a flourish of his cape, Napoleon Drake slipped away into the cover of darkness. “Drake!!!” “We shall meet again General. Ta ta for now!” “Drake!!!!” The General's scream went unanswered save. ”“Now my proposal is that in exchange for the ring, you will give me your mind, body and soul to use any way I see fit for our, I would imagine, mutual pleasure until the run rises.”Angel couldn’t believe what she was hearing, this man wanted to use her like some common hooker. She had always prided herself on the fact that she had never sunk as low as selling her body, but then again she had never dealt with a Sorcerer before.“How do I know you will keep your word? I can’t even see your face,”. Surprisingly for once, they all agreed on a common course of action for dealing with the rebels."Take all of these rebel Barons and merchants to the dungeons, to a cell with a window that looks to the courtyard where they can watch a scaffold be erected for their execution. It is my will, and the will of the Baron of Broadmore as well, that every rebel captured in this room, whether noble or base born, shall be hung from the neck tomorrow morning, with every guild master and guards officer of. I’m extremely flexible. After that the band, flags and dance team headed for the bleachers to wait for our half-time performance. On my way to the bleachers, I thought I saw a familiar face in the crowd. Oh my God! Mr. Blackbrook was at the football game! Wait. It didn’t make sense. Why would he come to the game if he wasn’t at school earlier? I wondered. Oh well, I didn’t care. He was here and I got to see him tonight after all. I took my seat on the bleachers and was constantly trying to find.