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bedroom, Apollo kicked open the door and found Elias crouched behind his bed.
    “Hey there, my name is Apollo, remember it for the rest of your sad little life, which by my watch is going to end in about five seconds.”
    Elias close his eyes and made no movement.
    “HA! I’m just messing with you,” Apollo laughed and then his face dropped. “No, really, we’re not going to kill you.”
    Mr Tidy clapped at this game as Apollo went to help up the cowering teacher. “But in all honesty we are going to beat you up…which by my watch is…now.” Apollo pulled Elias to his feet.
    Mr Tidy raised his oversized hand high and bought it crashing down hard into the stomach of Elias Glaucas, the impact made his head spring up like a very light kid on a see-saw, his eyes rolled to the back into his head like marbles, and clutching his tummy, Elias fell to the floor, forcing himself to breathe before he passed out.
    “You see that, Mr Glaucas? This is what happens when you think you know better.” Apollo’s voice was exceptionally calm as he stepped over to Mr Tidy to backhand Elias. Elias fell forward and Apollo lifted up his head using a chunk of his hair.
    “All you had to do was to sign over the school to ‘Big Man’, that’s all not a hard thing to do.”
    Both men were impeccably dressed and both were wearing shades. The second man had a tattoo of a lad on his arm with a tall hat and small cloak; he spoke again while Elias still was trying to catch his breath.
    “Let’s try and keep the noise down, shall we? I’ve heard this is a nice neighbourhood and we wouldn’t want to disturb them, would we?”
    “WHAT DO YOU WANT?”
    “My name is Apollo and my colleague in the corner is Mr Tidy. I apologise for ruining your bath time, but I’m not going to ask you again, Mr Glaucas, you know why.”
    Apollo spoke with practiced sincerity, it was no shock that he had done this quite a few times in the past, he had short blond hair as yellow as Aphrodite’s and teeth as yellow to match, he was well built and carried his weight well, the other man was known as Mr Tidy, a mountain of a man with exceptionally white teeth and a lovely smile, unfortunately it mostly appeared when he was causing pain to another, his skin was darker than Apollo’s but did not have any tattoos, a few rings adorned his hands and he towered over the wheezing Elias, who was now breathing slightly easier. He lay on his side and rolled directly beneath Mr Tidy, clenching his fist he shot up and aimed a well placed strike to Tidy’s groin. Mr Tidy shrieked in surprise more than agony and fell to his knees. Clutching his lower front. Running on adrenalin, Elias leapt on to the bed and raced for the bedroom door.
    Apollo swivelled round and grabbed Elias by the throat and with alarmingly ease threw him back in the direction he just came.
    “Back to bed, Mr Glaucas.”
    Mr Tidy rose gingerly and turned to the crumpled heap of Elias on the mattress, he raised his fists and yelled, his voice was loud and forever jovial.
    “Ha ha, a lucky strike from a funny looking man! Raise your head so you can take a pummelling from the ‘Mighty Mr Tidy’.” Apollo removed his shades, his eyes were a faint crimson, completely out of place with his own clothes and the décor of the bedroom.
    “Let’s not continue with the heroics thank you, as we are on a tight schedule this evening.” “As you are probably quite aware by now we are here under the strict instructions to bring Mr Elias Glaucas to the complex as he has an audience with the ‘Big Man’.” Apollo pulled out a slip of paper from a pocket on his top. “Here is my resume, should you deem that my colleague and I are unfit for this service, and if we appear to be under the influence of fine wine, could you please tick this box to show to our employer, thank you very much.”
    Elias struggled again to his feet. “I’m innocent, I haven’t done anything wrong.”
    Apollo added, “This could have