There were no sounds of footsteps in the hall, no shadows through the bottom of any doors. No warning what so ever was given, before a slow, thrice made knock sounded at Simon's door, and just as suddenly, silence prevailed... Not even the shadows of a person standing outside his door showed, no maid or visitor or goon standing in line of the peep hole... And yet, just as the sound drifted from memory into obscurity, it came again. Three slow, measured knocks, not hard enough to rattle the door, but also not soft enough to ignore either.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>