The gentleman that had interrupted them was dressed to kill in a black tux. He looked suited to be one of the VIPs that were supposed to be coming, easily outmatching the unprepared royal who'd come casually dressed in a pair of jeans and a black shirt that was only slightly tight on him. He didn't look too bad in Katie's eyes though.
"Do I get the pleasure of knowing the name of my Challenger?" Katie asked the masked arrival.
"Oh, where are my manners? The name is Lawson," the man said. The name rang a thousand bells in her mind, but she couldn't quite place it. These were irritating times though.
