As they rounded the corner to make their way back to the safehouse, they saw a white Alfa Romeo sedan race past them and blow its horn.“Fuckin Frenc......” Robert said quietly.“You never do get used to the assholes in Paris,” David replied.“I forgot you worked here as a baby agent.”“Yes. And other than the food and history, it sucked.” David replied.When they opened the door to the safehouse compound they saw the white Alfa sitting behind David’s Black M4 BMW. Sitting on the steps to the house. "We may not be able to get that close without her killing one of us."Meiko sighed. "I know. And the only way that I can see to get that close is for you to let her capture you. I have dealt with her in the past, she likes to gloat over her victims before destroying them in creative and painful ways."I grimaced "Wonderful."Meiko laughed. "Come now," she teased. "It's not as bad as all that. After all, you have been kissed by a dragon." Among other things," I leered.She just winked at me and. ”“Alright, but only if you insist,” the woman says, grabbing up the three outfits.“I do,” the broker says.Cassie heads for the door and nearly bumps into a redhead boy coming in. He has his head turned so he doesn’t see her until the last second. “Oh, sorry miss,” he says, turning back to hold the door open for her.“That’s quite alright,” she says to him. “And thank you.”The boy nods and says, “Merry Christmas.”Cassie smiles to him then starts for her car. She has all her shopping down. In fact. I fill my glass with whiskey and push it across the table to you. You pick the glass up and drink its contents. Without saying a word I stand and take your hand and lead you upstairs. Once at the top of the stairs, you point out your room. You are intrigued by my actions. As we enter your room I notice that the curtains are blowing in the wind which is rushing through the open windows. The thunder outside begins to rumble as the storm gets closer to town. You light a small lantern which.