<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice wasn't stupid. She knew that everything Peter said could help her build the picture she needed. Alice was a policewoman, that was a fact, but she had a better view of the word than many others. She simply thought about things as they came, and not as a pre-set, one size fits all, situation. Of course, she still saw things in the light of her principles, but they were flexible, or could be, if someone managed to prove to her that she was wrong.<br/><br/>Of course, proving Alice wrong wasn't an easy thing. She was really stubborn and hard to convince. But she was also a true person. She liked the truth and recognized the truth when she saw it. Maybe - just maybe - Peter could make something out of her.<br/><br/>It was with full attention that Alice listened to Peter, her fingers twirling a lock of hair as she always did when focused on something important. She knew what Axillirium was, coming from a mining family. She also knew it was too damn rare. <br/><br/>With her background, it was easy to see that what he was saying was possible to achieve, with a lot of money and the right people on board. It was a very ambitious plan. And of course, Alice appreciated and understood ambition. It was actually pretty impressive what Peter hoped to achieve.<br/><br/>She smiled when he said she was his problem.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"I've heard she a pretty hard nut to crack. Good luck."</span><br/><br/>After this statement, Alice toasted as well, tasting the wine. <span style="color: #4040FF">"That's good"</span>, she murmured softly. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Are you trying to get me drunk?"</span></div>