Sasha sad idly in the back of the room, fidgeting uncomfortably. He wasn't quite sure why he had been summoned here, but he was sure there was trouble ahead, the mood in the room was eerily similar to the uneasy tension he was familiar with in the briefing rooms of his military days.  He passed the time by checking the edges of the throwing knifes he always kept with him and studying the faces of the others in the room. He recognised only one of them, the girl, and only by her renown as the daughter of a successful businessmen, the others were strange to him and he could find no connection linking them to himself, so he did what any good soldier does in a slack time, he dozed off.