My hands were flipping the pages of a vital document I was reading, I wasn't totally bored but it felt like there was something else I should be doing. I haven't yet discovered the key to making me get my mind off the whole issue, particularly what my father told me days ago.

"Kill or be killed?" I said suddenly "is he kidding? I don't think so"

Do I?

I took a deep breath and looked out the window, I was sitting in the cozy sitting room, surrounded by the trappings of a ...