<strong>"You'll deliver her back to the airport at six in the morning, when the plane is in the air, your job will be done."</strong>Mr. Whital answered Natasha.  His gaze shifted to Paradox, his expression remaining emotionless.<strong>"I didn't get where I am by running to other corporations for help, I'd rather not deal with Knight Errant, or Ares, or otherwise sell my soul."  </strong>He answered.<strong>"I could use my own security forces, but corporate politics makes that, undesirable, at the present time.  They also lack certain skills that people of your, vocations, tend to have.  I need a certain mindset that I won't find within my corporation."</strong>