Private Finished I Can Do You One Better

Zora had not had a good night. It had been plagued with nightmares and visions of masked men in cloaks. She was exhausted from the ordeal of the past week. She had no idea if the police believed her and was basically at her wit's end. She was not a very happy girl at that moment.

As she came down the stairs in a pair of jeans, an old t-shirt and bare feet, she heard the doorbell ring and wondered who it could be? She was not expecting anyone today and frowned at this intrusion.

Padding over to the front door, Zora peeked to see who it was before she opened the door, seeing it was only a young man, maybe 24, standing there with a bag in hand, she decided to see what he wanted.

"Yes?." she said as she opened the door and gazed at the caller curiously, taking in his appearance as she did "What can I do for you?"

@Kada

Looking at the young man oddly, Zora was almost tempted to turn away and just shut the door. She was just not in the mood for salesmen. But something in his voice, the way he seemed to know her - the catch you again comment - made her think twice about doing that.

Standing to one side, she nodded and let him in - all against her better judgement. Showing him to the lounge area, she gestured for him to take a seat if he wanted.

"So, Broen, is it?" she asked evenly, remembering his name, "What is it you think you can do for me?"

@Kada

First, Zora noticed the sudden change in Broen's - well, everything - bearing, voice, even the way he looked at her. Secondly, she wasn't sure she heard correctly what he was saying until he dumped the contents of the bag on the table.

Shocked, then paling visibly at this, she turned to look at him, her gaze guarded, "Who are you? And what do you want?" she asked coldly, not trusting him for a second. She had had enough people trying to get to her lately.

Zora actually let out an amused laugh at his cocky confidence, the fear and tension in her gone. She had not quite expected that from him. She had expected blackmail or threats of some kind, but not an outright business deal.

Eyeing him up and down very openly now, Zora was, to some degree, intrigued. "So .. Broen, how do you expect to achieve these goals?" she asked interested now, "And more importantly, what do you think your old life was worth?"

"A man of limitless talents, huh?" she chuckled as he suddenly appeared at her side and then reappeared moments later across from her. Somewhat impressed with what she was seeing. He was quick, she had to give him that.

At his parried question, she leaned back, crossed her arms, and looked him over, "I can be extremely generous to the right people, but only if what they are offering is beneficial to my needs. And while you have bought me ... that," she said gesturing a the pile of cloaks and cellphones, "which I will compensate you for," she added. "I'd like to know what you are actually offering?"

Getting to her feet, she then sat on the arm of the sofa, "Are you offering muscle, protection, if so what kind?" she said in a very business-like tone. Wondering if she really wanted him around all the time, she wasn't sure she could trust him with sensitive information - or with anything really.

@Kada