"Oh, petrified nightly." Except for the bored manner he replied, it could have sounded true. But then, there was very little Victor Fox was scared of. And most of it was no where near the Deck... Not even David could claim to scare Victor. Unnerve him, perhaps, but never frighten.

"I'm not without them," he said, nodding to where they rested against the wall near by. "But one does have to move on eventually." And someone more patient might not have been doing as Victor was at the moment....

But Victor was not always the most patient of men.