There was the sound of a heavy door opening, and a large, rather important looking older man in tactical gear entered the room, flanked by even more fighters. Jakob breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he actually recognized the man. For a moment, he was afraid that his gamble hadn't paid off.<br/><br/>"It's good to see you again, Mr Rourke. " He said walking toward the man and extending a hand to him. "I have to apologize for the way I handled your subordinate earlier. It's been a pretty rough couple of days and I had a friend who was unconscious. I did what I needed to do to make sure that she'd get whatever help she needed. Though it looks as though she'd awake now."<br/><br/>He looked over at Rain and smiled, relieved to see that she was okay. "I hope you understand,sir."<br/><br/>Rourke accepted Jakob's handshake with a hand that looked as though it could crush Jakob's with no effort at all. "I do." He replied curtly. "And I imagine that we have quite a bit to discuss. Perhaps this time, I'll actually be able to convince you to join us officially. Come."<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, he and his men exited the room.<br/><br/>"That's as good an invitation as we're gonna get." Jakob said to his friends. "We should get going before we get left behind."