This is a matter of pride to me and I hate a traitor in my own ranks. I promise I will do it in such a way it can't be traced back to me or you." Sand...a honey, why don't you take a little nap while me and Sherlock have a little talk. We'll be right outside if you need me for anything." Ok grandpa, don't be too hard on Sherlock. Don't forget he is still young and learning."Sean stuck his tongue out at her and she started giggling at him. Then it hit me just how young he really was to be in such. Bobbie began to laugh and Sir William nodded."Of course, I misspoke," I answered in a deadpan voice. "I meant to say a hundred and fifty pounds. I laughed."All remissions have been wiped out, Mister Hundley. The slate is clean. We shall be on the alert for any other intrusions into your privacy during your stay with us." He nodded and turned to leave."Please tell your manager to advance you the funds and put them on our bill. Also, please make certain all the charges go on the corporate credit. But he was also sort of an assistant host for the evening, and occasionally he would be dragged away for one reason or another.At one point, someone yelled to him that the cheese-and-crackers tray had become emptied, and he trotted off to the kitchen to refill it. I drained the Fuzzy Navel I had been nursing -- peach schnapps was a bit of a weakness of mine -- and set down the plastic cup. I leaned back and closed my eyes and let the alcohol wash over me. I wasn't really drunk yet, but I was. He enticed me into servitude with a promise of restoring my appearance to something acceptable in public if he succeeded with his experiments. But he treated me like a slave, forcing me to sleep in the dungeon below the medieval castle he called home.When Master tired of his work on animals, he fed the few that remained to his dogs. Human research was next. When that began, my fate was sealed. There was no place for me in the world. I was a criminal, forced to help Master with his.