Catriona hopped out of the car once more, hoping They were staying here a little bit longer than their last stop. She needed to stretch her legs and walk around a bit. She looked around, a little concerned, as from the outside the warehouse looked rundown and almost abandoned.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Are…. Are you sure this is the right place?”</span>she asked hesitantly, worry filling her blue-green eyes. She seemed to relax a little once she caught a glimpse of familiar faces on the inside. And at least the front half of the interior looked nice.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Uncle Oscar!”</span>She smiled, but stopped when he gestured oddly, a concerned expression on his face.<br/><br/>He crossed the distance between them, placing his hands on her shoulders and kissing her forehead.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">“I'm sorry kitten, it's been a bad week for this old man…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> </span>he murmured into her hair before holding her out at arm's length.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"> “I have something I need your help with, little one, someone's betrayed me and I think you might be able to help with your smart little college mind.”</span>he ruffled her hair a little, before gesturing to Illario.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">“Walk her back to the office for me? I'll catch up in a moment.”</span><br/><br/>Catriona smiled at him, glancing back at her brother whom had just been approached by the salt and pepper older man. She shook her head, a little confused.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“My brother's mentioned you before. He likes working with you.”</span>She said sweetly, nodding her head in an almost submissive greeting.<br/><br/>Oliver turned to Michael with a serious look on his face.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">“Come with me and see for yourself that she won't be killed, or trust me enough to go wait for me in the car. The choice is yours, and I will not fault you either way, but I will need you to drive me back to the office afterwards.” </span>without waiting for an answer, he turned on his heel and caught up with the other two.