No. Find someone to call.

The boy wandered his way through the manor, leaving Lara swinging in the entrance way. The manor had been completely ransacked by the mercenaries, Lara's belongings were all over the floor. He noticed a book on the floor with 'contacts' written on the front, and he started to flick through it. Each of the names had some notes next to them, so it read almost as a diary. Most were Lara's notes on their sexual preferences, clearly to help her with her services.

He wandered back into the entrance way and started to read one aloud to Lara.

"Nicola. Useful to help with threesomes. Cheap and not as good looking as me, so will not lose business. Took a solo booking from client without me so had her beaten and left in town naked at night. Could break again if needed."

The boy looked up at Lara, still hanging from the rope. "You are one hell of a bitch Lara. I wonder how much she would like to see you now? Maybe I should call her." he said.

"No I'm sure we can do better" said the boy looking down at the book.

He narrowed his choice down to a few options:

'Barry the butcher - will pay good money for women. Provided him with two girls from local college - only pieces ever found'.

'Zara - mortal enemy- must kill if ever get chance - she would do the same'.

'Jared - Makes **** porn documentaries - money too low.'

'Hugh - contacts with sex **** trade.'