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	Something didn't feel right. This guy was pretty calm for someone who just got separated from his group. The man's speech was eloquent, refined. That could just be how he is, but to Alex it felt like this man had said these things many times over. When Nikki took the pistol of the man, Alex was the one who grabbed it as she continued talking to the newcomer. Alex quickly inspected the gun. He wasn't good enough to tell if it had been shot recently, but he checked to see how many bullets were gone. Only a few, but that could be understandable.

	When the conversation turned to the recent bride, Alex wished he had spoke up before Nikki could have said anything. Alex didn't trust easy and anytime someone showed up with a past relation Alex would always wait to speak to someone until talking to the common acquaintance. He did this even before the dead decided to move about. This time Alex would have to do things differently though. Just before James could led the man to his room Alex walked up to them and said, [color=cyan]"Hello Malcolm. My name is Alex. I'd like to speak with you. Once you are cleaned up and rested I'll be waiting in the gymnasium."[/color] Once he said this Alex left to hide Malcolm's gun.

[@Belle]