Mark looked up at the knock on the door and stood moving to the sideboard. His pistol was sat there, five bullets where in the cylinder, the sixth on which the hammer currently rested was empty, best to be careful. He weighed the pistol in his hand for a moment or two and then put it in his pocket.<br/><br/>Opening the door her stepped out and nodded at the Inspector, “I take it you have an idea as to where we should go first?”<br/><br/><br/>