The young girl stood her ground. "I know what YOU'RE after," she hissed. "I've heard of you... stories... how you were banished from your beloved home in South Africa. What was it again?... Theft of the Shah's son, or something like that, peasant girl? I've heard that--"

"Jo! Hey, Jo!" a voice interupted the girl's less than polite remarks much to the relief of a very annoyed Arthur. Jo looked around in shock! Who on earth could know her name HERE of all places?!?!? She had gone to great measures to be certain that her past would remain a mystery, remain in the dark crevices of days long gone, remain exactly where she wanted it to be...