Flayer clicked rapidly, both from his mouthpiece and joints.<em>"An intriguing notion, but also a tasteless one.  I am not a homicidal maniac, Miss Rae.  Though he is an insufferably crafty man out of necessity, given his disabilities, Wernthrup is likely to take that as permission to slaughter indiscriminately.  I cannot abide by <strong>another</strong> Enforcer that thinks they have the right to kill prisoners as they please.  Judis is problematic enough.  Nor do I consider him nearly worthy enough to challenge outright.  I only offer such honors to people that I deem my equal, or out of respect.  Neither apply to him."</em><br/><br/><em>"I have my own methods for dealing with fellow Enforcers that displease me.  I cannot promise swiftness, but I <strong>can</strong> promise that by the time I am through with him he will be begging to run down here and into your open arms.  And, when all is said and done..."</em>he trailed off, leaning over Rae and raising her chin with one finger.<em>"You will be mine, as per our deal."</em><br/>