(Peter)
So….. we need to talk. It’s about Martin. If you even go near him again, I won’t hesitate. To do what? Well, I’ll just say it won’t be pretty…
The tall man shifted in place to move his weight to face the figure now addessing him. His cold eyes flickered from the box he had been quietly pawing through in search of statements fitting just exactly the angle he needed to this new presence and its interruption.
"Oh?" His tone was nearly chipper "There's nothing to talk about and I'm sorry to say if you're trying to frighten me, well. You'll need to try harder than that."










