It hadn’t taken that long for Helen to track down her ex husband, she was dressed in one of her normal leather ensembles, the only difference with this was that it was from 1995 so there was a bit more skin showing than she normally revealed.

“Really Nick, this is where you’re living these days?” she shook her head at how simple this was, “the London flat was much better,” with that she raised her hand to knock on the door because somedays she could be reasonable and civilised and now try to kick the door in.