[color=004b80][center][h1] Grant Holiday [/h1][/center][/color]
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Grant almost laughed out loud. If this strange man thought he could intimidate him, then this poor fool was much dumber than he looked. Grant sized him. He could tell that he was deadly, no mistake about that. And if he was here then that means that Sasha trusted him. It was weird to hear she had been hurt, but that was not of import. Grant needed her knowledge, and sending some one else in her stead may have costed him precious time he could not afford to lose. Good thing he had taken precautions already. Grant had left many traps in around him that this man had already walked into, so even if he was able to evade them and kill him he would not live for much longer than that. This man may be good, but he was better. 

Grant had been sitting up straight, eyes open but lost in thought when the man walked over to him and started talking. 

[color=004b80]"Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart. All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages."[/color]

Grant closed his eyes and put his hands together on the table he was sitting at.

[color=004b80]"I wished to speak to Miss Sasha, and have need of her greatly. I request to be taken to her, if my request goes unheeded then so be it. You may walk away."[/color]

[@ojo chan 42][@blackpanther]