*Present*
"What do you want from me?" Lucia questioned Laurence.
"It's simple, go with your husband to Ramelle." Laurence smiled.
"What are you talking about?" Lucia asked, confused.
"Ah, he hasn't told you. Typical. Keitel is going to Ramelle in a few weeks from now. He's there to negotiate a trade deal. Well, a negotiation implies Ramelle has a say. Of course, they don't in this case. I want you to go with him."
Lucia looked at Laurence doubtfully. Laurence, seeming to read her expression, pulled her in again. This time, the dance was coming to an end. Lucia tried to pull away but Laurence pulled her in tighter.
" It's not that hard. Do this for me and I'll tell you all the information I have on the door." Laurence continued. Lucia pried herself away. Laurence waved with a smile as Lucia walked away. She ducked out into the hallway. His grip had marked her skin. She took a deep breath.
Back in the hall, Keitel pulled Laurence aside.
