The bullet grazed my ear.

I shot back. This game of cat and mouse was difficult in the dark, but I was prepared.


My martial arts expertise knocked him out.

Lights on. My BUTLER?

I'm sorry...

What are you doing here?

Where did HE go?

I looked… he was gone…

… with my Romanée-Conti, the most expensive wine in the world.


You don't get these everyday...