Alarmed

It is difficult to put into words how i felt at seeing Drufus sat less than 10 metres away in my home town in my home time but alarmed will do as printable adjective."What is he doing here?" i asked.

"Best guess?" McFizzer takes a gulp of red wine, "i would say he is looking for you."

"Looking for me, how did he know i would be here?"

"Drufus has spies and snitches throughout time and space, a great many people owe him or are owned by him and he has never been slow at calling in a favour. Do try not to worry - i am here to protect you and i doubt that he is aware that he is this close to you, but i would suggest that we leave with the minimum of fuss now."

"I am with you on that." i say and McFizzer helps me to my feet, i smile at the doorman as we leave. "So tell me McFizzer if you are here to protect me what weapons do you carry?"

"None."

"None?"

"Yes none - i usually find something comes to hand at the appropriate juncture."

"Like the candle pole you skewered Shaves with?"

"Exactly."

"Maybe a visit to a gunsmiths would be in order, we pass one on the way to my home."

"No thanks i will hold my faith with providence providing the solution."

"I bet you would change your mind if that moron Drufus was after your neck."