Murhder 2.19.12

-So far it hadn't been so bad, sharing the gatehouse with Vishous wasn't his first choice but he had to admit...the meals and constant pampering from the doggen were boons. Now, as his boots thudded through the tunnel leading to the main house, he could not stop his stomach from rumbling at the thought of first meal. Stepping out into the brightness of the foyer, he looked around and listened. The lack of sound led him to believe he was early. damn Swatch...what the fuck did the Swiss know about timekeeping anyway? Heading to the billiards room, he checked the clock over the mantle and sighed. damn two hours early. He poured himself an ouzo and stretched his long legs onto the coffee table and waited- #BBDB