The woman was kind enough to give Katie a shirt, albeit overly long, to cover herself with. But, as per her orders, she did not remove the collar. That would be for Lucius to do. She did not take the lead, however, confident that the two men who were with her would be able to chase down the girl if she decided to run. The men in question had a glazed look in their eyes, despite being fully functioning and even talking to one another as they stepped out of the car in a rather packed parking garage. It was deathly cold in the parking garage, colder than it should be even with the snow on the ground outside. But luckily, they did not stay long as the trio guided Katie to an elevator. The men stopped there, allowing the two ladies to have the elevator to themselves. The older lady turned to Katie and said. "As one to another, please do not disrespect Lord St. Clair, else your stay will more than likely be as you imagine it to be," The woman said just before the elevator stopped.<br/><br/>Lucius was standing at the two story floor to ceiling windows that occupied one wall of his living quarters, looking out into the night, seemingly following things that were not there with his eyes. He had told Miranda last week that she would be free to go, to retire and live what was left of her life in wealth and comfort for her service... so long as she was able to secure a replacement for herself. Lucius was not without mercy, which every one of his servants -enthralled or not- knew. They simply knew the mercy had to be earned. And Miranda had earned that mercy. She would be given what equated to a pension and a house anywhere in the world to finish out her twilight years, however many years that would be.<br/><br/>"Lord St. Clair," Miranda's voice said, calling out as she curtsied and held the pose until Lucius turned around. "I have brought a replacement for you, using the money equal to that promised in my first sum."<br/><br/>Lucius turned around and nodded, smiling at the elderly lady. The man did not look to be past his mid-thirties, features immaculate, albeit rather pale. As he approached the two, the man spoke, his voice deep and smooth. "Thank you Miranda, you may prepare for your plane," Lucius said, reaching the two of them quicker than expected considering the seemingly normal pace he had crossed the room with. Once Miranda curtsied again, Lucius began to circle Katie, his eyes roaming over every detail of her body for what felt like ages.<br/><br/>Finally, he stopped in front of her and grabbed hold of her chin, making her look at him. After a moment of inspecting her features, Lucius tilted her head to the side, gaze now going to her neck for a moment. "What is your name, girl?" Lucius asked, his free hand reaching for the collar that was obstructing his view and, surprisingly, ripping it off of her.