"Work<em>for</em>you?" One eyebrow goes up. "You know, if you'd asked me to work<em>with</em>you, I probably would've agreed." She shakes her head "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in working for you. My life is my own. I'm not going to let you turn me into your bitch by pleading common cause, then use me as your private wind up soldier."<br/><br/>She shakes her head again "If I meet this murderer, then I'll deal with him for you. But I'm not your pet mage to send hither and thither. Now, kindly open this door."