Truebridge stood up and went over to his desk. After rummaging around in his drawers for a few moments he found what he was looking for and moved over to Dominic, two small books extended. The first was a book of Shakespearian sonnets and the second was Sun Tzu's Art of War.

"I'm not sure how much help I can be, really. But you can have these if you like, they were written by two very great men. They certainly can't hurt."