The deep English voice of a man of excellent pedigree entered Dahlia's ear in an excruciatingly soothing manner.  His voice was accompanied by the fine residue of an expensive cologne:  a Lalique, perhaps.<br/><br/>"Roberto Custon.  Arms dealer, modern day slaver, Caribbean royalty.  In the Bahamas for a summit on government regulation that would inadvertently, if you're naive, affect indigenous work forces between the Tropics."<br/><br/>As she turned, she perceived a fine specimen of English gentry.  Algernon Percey stood at 6'0 even, and possessed a sultry clear face with short brown hair that spiked naturally.  His blue eyes were both absent and precise, like a man's eyes do whenever he's enjoying a pleasant day.  And since they were in the Bahamas, it was indeed a pleasant day.  His limbs were long and limber, and his feet were large.  In fact, this is what he appeared like:<br/><br/>(http://men.style.com/slideshows/mens/standalone/gq/fashion/0607/gq_rules/00005f.jpg)<br/><br/>Algernon wore a tan Versace polo, the sleeves clinging to his round biceps.  Burberry flat front trousers also hung tightly to his thighs, while long Santoni "Jericho" slip ons adorned his large feet.  He stood behind Dahlia cradling his expensive Giorgio Armani rectangle sunglasses, admiring the view of her thighs.  Licking his lips, he then slowly rounded about her poolside lounge chair.<br/><br/>A pool boy adjoined Algernon with a serving tray, and said:<br/><br/>"Sir, your drinks."  Algernon smiled, nodded at the young man, and retrieved the two drinks by the stems.  The drinks were in martini glasses.  Immediately, the server walked away.<br/><br/>"My name is Algernon Percey, if I may prevail upon you to remember," the man said with a straight face.   "MI6 has tasked me to retrieve you and return you to Britain, so I must ask that you accompany me back to my hotel."  Then, he handed one of the glasses to Dahlia, sitting beside her.   "A dry martini.  A silly drink, since it doesn't have an ounce of martini.  But I'm against stereotypes."<br/><br/>Percey took a long drought from his cup, without waiting for the woman to do the same.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Polo:  http://content.nordstrom.com/ImageGallery/store/product/Medium/16/_5789076.jpg (http://content.nordstrom.com/ImageGallery/store/product/Medium/16/_5789076.jpg)<br/>Shoes:  http://content.nordstrom.com/ImageGallery/store/product/medium/18/_5735898.jpg (http://content.nordstrom.com/ImageGallery/store/product/medium/18/_5735898.jpg)