Loud footsteps could be heard from behind the door as Catherine knocked again. “Yeah yeah, I’ma coming. Coming here at all manner of hours,” came a voice from behind the door, slightly muffled. The door opened a crack to show Jacobs, clad in white nightwear and a small sleeping cap a top his head. He peers through the crack to look down at the small woman and even the smaller gloaming.<br/><br/>“What do you want?” he says in a tone that didn’t show much trust in the two of them.<br/><br/>