~ Marcus, in the great hall, with Angus, Vince, Bo, Nicci and Mila before dinner~<br/><br/>The arrival of the last man piqued Marcus’s interest and he turned, watching him approach their little group.  Not as much was known about Bo Woods compared to the others since a large part of his past was hidden in a top secret military file but Marcus had learned enough to be pleased with his choice.  A handsome man, Bo walked with an easy grace, his clothes doing nothing to hide his toned body.<br/><br/>Marcus smiled as Angus cut the man off momentarily, taking that moment to address the others.  “Looks like our third man has arrived” he said, nodding to each of them.  Turning back, he saw Bo resume his walk, approaching them once again.  His voice was friendly and sincere and Marcus shook his hand when it was offered.  “Welcome, Bo. I’m Marcus.  It’s wonderful to meet you.  This is Vincent” he said, motioning to the Irishman “and these lovely ladies are Nicci and Mila.  We’re just waiting for the last member of our group to arrive.”<br/><br/>Almost as if on cue, that member walked into the room and was greeted by Angus.  Marcus watched the exchange, his eyes locked onto her figure, taking it in.  Now this one, he thought, was something indeed.  Marisol Trevino was the last to arrive and had led quite an interesting life up to that point according to her bio.  She would make a very interesting addition to his family if this succeeded and he was looking forward to it.  When she finally approached them and introduced herself, he smiled.  “I can only speak for myself” he said, his amusement clear in his voice “but the wait was well worth it.  Welcome.”<br/>