Alex was gifted with a silver tongue and could make even the most anxious temperaments feel completely at ease in his presence, but he didn't take lon... to get down to business."I want to discuss with you a proposition." He began.Alex cleared his throat and walked over to a small suitcase on the desk next to the window."Please just let me explain completely before you give me your answer. I know how ridiculous what I'm about to say will sound, but let me assure you that I am very serious."Alex. He encouraged me to stop thinking so much - rapping me on the head as I hesitated, trying to think about what to do next - and I finally started using my instincts, a little at least. I had taken a self-defense class as an option in University, and the brawling seemed to build on that a bit. I was able to use my smaller size and my speed to my advantage, learning grabs and throws. He started pitting me against some of the younger knights, and with a bit of work, I was actually able to grapple. The man who answers it is completely covered, even with a ski-mask and gloves."Sarah?!", he seems surprised."How do you know my name?"He pulls off the mask. It's John, one of Mark's friends. "Small world, isn't it?", he comments, as he ushers me inside."Yeah... Why the mask?" In case you had brought anyone else with you. Just a precaution." Have you done this before?" Not with a human. I've practiced with a few animals though. Pigs, mostly." Alright, I'm as ready as I will be." And if you were. Some of us weren’t going to let her go without a bit of a send-off. I had always got on well with Fran; we saw eye to eye on a lot of thinks and seemed to bring out the creative best in each other. I enjoyed being pushed and I believe she appreciated my honesty on those few occasions where I had let her down.We had grown closer in recent years as we had both been ambushed in unilateral aggressive divorces. In addition to pooling knowledge about how unfair and complacent the English courts were,.