<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/AndrewCromwell.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Andrew Cromwell<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lord Henshaw's Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lord Henshaw<br/><strong>When:</strong>about 3pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>interfering<br/><hr/><br/>Cromwell had found and used the passages of Westinghouse almost as if he was the person that installed them. He heard most of the conversation that the two had and knew Henshaw was full of bravado for asking for so much so soon. Clearly the man knew it too, but there he sat, reading a book about something. Cromwell would investigate that later.<br/><br/>“Sir..might I respectfully submit that you go after her..yes..yes I heard most of it..I—I know it's my vice, but she is alone Sir.” He said as he watched Vic do nothing.<br/><br/>He moved closer. “You went for the mountain before you ever got to the valley below..if I may say Sir, you are smarter than that..”  Cromwell looked at the book Henshaw was examining, but said nothing as Vic actually stood up, smiled and slapped him on the back leaving the room.<br/><br/>“Curious..” Cromwell said as he looked at the book Vic had been looking at as Vic rushed from the room. “Why would you be reading about the Scottish throne and how to...” He stopped as he looked at the notes stuffed inside. “Claiming the--” He looked at the open door. “Oh my!”