? Whoever she was, she?d been pretty once; nota true beauty, but her hair was the color of summer wheat and her eyes glowedlike the sea on a cloudless...day.? Herface was smooth, her shoulders unbowed and hands uncalloused.? She was an old girl, or a young woman; somespoiled guildsman?s brat, most likely, or a journeyman?s pampered toy.? Sabine, raised a gutterbrat, who had fought and bit and scratched for every scrap of food until theGuard took her in, was disgusted.? ??????????? Stefan, who had. " Would you like a brandy?" Wilson asked and rose to his feet."Yes." Frisk assumed Wilson was marshalling his thoughts and had used the drink offer as a delaying tactic. It's what Frisk would've done in the same circumstances.As Wilson poured brandy into two snifters, he said, "At the moment, I'm inclined to do nothing and let Vincent contain the situation. If the FBI questions him, he'll have one of his lawyers with him and won't open his mouth."Frisk relaxed, pleased Wilson agreed with his. That was the last word Maynard was going to say on the matter. Rather than push the man any further, Jack merely sat back, grabbed his mug and drank. This wouldn’t be the last of the conversation he planned to have with the man. Both men sat in silence. Each man studied to crowd of the tavern but neither fully taking their attention off the other. The waitress returned a few minutes later with two more mugs for the men. Maynard gave the young girl a few shillings and sent her away. The two men. I’ve heard that you’re a real math wiz being in the math club and stuff. I’m usually pretty good in math, but I seem to be having a little trouble in solving polynomials.” This was actually a lie. I’m really good in math and have never gotten less than an A- on a math test. I loving solving polynomials; it’s kind of fun. But I needed a way to get to talk to Larry and maybe get him to my house for some cum fun.“I was wondering,” I asked, “if you could maybe spend a little time with me to.