Pukki Ratzinger?" Smile asked unsure he had heard correctly.
"Yes," Sheila affirmed. "My friend always denies it but they dated for a while back in college."
"How can you be sure?" Smile asked.
"I know Charlotte," she smiled. "He was her type back then."
"Ohh…" Smile said, a far away look in his eyes. "Am I her type?"
"I'm not sure she's into kidnappers though," Sheila frowned.
"Let's solve one problem first," Smile said sitting down. "And just maybe, I'll let you go after."
"Deal?" Sheila asked.
"Talk," Smile grunted.
"That's not very assuring," Sheila frowned. "But get me out of these ropes at least."
Smile started to untie Sheila and she sighed in relief as the ropes loosened around her arms and fell to the floor.
"You almost killed me," she complained. "You know I could talk Charlotte out of dating you right?"
"That's if you even leave here," Smile grunted. "Now start talking. We don't have all day."
