"I might look it, but I'm not weak!" Julian protested. In fact, he worked hard to be in as good shape as he was, and he had a rather muscular frame under his fashionable attire. Although Julian thought there was much more to learn about the crazy woman, he deferred to his employer, instead nodding politely. She paid his check, so she was more than welcome to make the big decisions.

Following breakfast, the two began the journey back to the bakery, ring in tow. Julian would be glad to be rid of this job; there were simply too many hazards. If he were going to risk his nexk for work, he would have joined the police force. On the other hand, then he wouldn't be able to work with Charlie...