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The room was lit by a single candle that was drowning in its own wax. The small pool of light illuminated a large man bent over a war table. Small red pieces showed where he had his troops placed on the Polish border. The soft sound of footsteps came from the hall, but the man paid no attention to them, surely they were just one of his sisters. He returned to the map, taking no mind of the footsteps stopping outside the door. For a second the only sound was the sputtering as the candle choked on its own wax, then another sound permeated the room. The soft and sensual sound of metal sliding out of a leather holster met this ears and he looked

The building appeared to be an old Gothic manor from the outside, with a series of buildings around it that must have been built in the time when this entire piece of land had been a plantation. The years had taken their toll on it. What had once been a gorgeous old house had fallen into complete disrepair. The wooden front doors hung loosely from their hinges. One side of the porch had rotted to the extent that the entire side sagged. Many of the shuttered windows on the upper floors were cracked. Alfred leaned against the side of his truck and looked up at his new project. His boss had called him this morning and told him that they had a j