A set of glowing eyes beckoned him to the far reaches of the yard and to a secluded spot among low lying tree branches. The shelter of the leafy foliage blocked the worst of the cold wind that blew this time of year.“I’m almost done with this crap. Lucessa threw him out.” Greg spoke in hushed tones to Alexander.“Are you sure?”Alexander stood in front of him, dressed in pair of dark jeans and a t-shirt. “Yes, I heard her. I only told her what I had to. If she resists I’ll use the rest.”“That was smart of you. You are suited to this line of work. Master will be pleased to hear this.”“How’s Sandy?” They better take good care of her.“She is well.” Alexander laughed. “Master is keeping her company while you are away.”Greg sensed the man wasn’t telling the whole truth, but he didn’t have a choice. He had to do what he was told if he wanted to survive. He didn’t doubt Darius would kill both him and Sandy, if he couldn’t convince Lucessa to come with him.“What do you want me to do next?”
