Victor smirked then scoffed. "Sending an assassin after your mistress is tantamount to sending a mouse to kill a snake." He slowly got up from his chair. "What do you know of the weapons to sold to Nathaniel king. This winter solider. What if I told you. There was more of him?" He walked closer to her his eyes examining her body searching for blemishes. "I would like to know about this assassin. In private" He glared at whitehall. The little man