The woman was looking in shock. She screamed. I reached over and slapped her hard. She fell and stopped screaming. I looked at her face and realized s...e was in her early to middle thirties probably. She was dirty and bruised. She had probably been mistreated in many ways for some time.I kicked the rifle away from her reach. "Will you be quiet and talk?"She nodded. "Who are you?" That's not important. Will their friends come check on them?" She nodded. "When?" Probably not for a couple of hours. " She looked back at me and waited.Suddenly it dawned on me that she was now expecting me to read her mind, waiting for my permission. Colin told me what she was planning and through me told her to go right ahead. After all he was going to be dead anyway and wouldn't have a use for them any more.And she did. Anne Bingham did something which would surely have never entered her head three days ago let alone in the two hours since we'd left the bowl. She castrated the top guy while it was still in. And when you wouldn't take my call earlier, I figured I needed to take a more subtle approach." Micheal turns in her chair, looking out at the skyline. "Subtle, Huh? I'd say you failed miserably. Especially if you considered THIS to be subtle." So how about dinner tonight?" Only if I pay, I'm afraid you might be broke after you subtle attempt today." Don't worry about my being broke, that could never happen, I was thinking LA'Dome, say 6?" I'll meet you there." You're not going to stand me up. His number one soldier, Vlad, was standing at attention behind him. "Dante, welcome to my place of business. Please, sit down." His accent grated my nerves. It was as if he was forcing himself to talk as a baritone. "I'll stand. You called this meeting. You can't do anything for me, Uri. I'm here to find out if Vlad has the balls to call me a rat to my face," I snarled. Uri forced a laugh and replied, "I'd be careful what you ask for, Dante. Vlad is Special Forces. He'll cut you up and feed.