'Oh I hardly think I'm just going to let you go having dragged you into a shady little alleyway, am I my love?' He replied smoothly, his voice a deep, masculine bass with a touch of an accent that hinted at a London upbringing. 'I have a feeling you're a flight risk sweetheart.' He grinned at her, his teeth remarkably clean and white despite his disheveled appearance. Audra straightened up beneath his grasp, standing as tall as she could and glaring...