‘He has a point, my lady,’ I said. ‘I’ve said the same thing to you myself more than once. I think we just need to resign ourselves to the fact that you’re going to be shot soon.’ ‘Well, when you put it like that, dear, I suppose you’re right. It’s such a shame that it has to be this way, though. If I were going to be murdered I’d have picked a much more impressive murderer. And a much more glamorous location. Going out at the hands of a talentless former-assassin’s insane brother in a derelict shed isn’t at all what I had in mind.’
