Tara walked through the dark halls of the rings in silence. Clenching and un-clenching her fists. She brushed past Julie, who “tsked” at her rudeness. Tara ignored it. She needed to talk to Vernon. She made it to Vernons door, slamming it open. Upon seeing Sol in the room, she pointed at him. “Out. Now.” Sol simply stood up, raising his hands in surrender, brushing past her out of the room. She shut the door, and leaned against it, looking at Vernon. Vernon sat back in his chair, raising an eyebrow. “Everything okay?”