She logged out, walked out of the booth, and went to the front counter to pay.When Divya went to the counter to pay, it was empty. She looked around. ...hat's when a door behind the counter opened and Mehra came out with a wide smile on his face. He was holding a folded sheet of paper in his hand."How much do I owe you?" she asked."The question is, what do you owe me?" Mehra shamelessly leered at her and said."Excuse me?" Come into my office for a minute."Divya did not like where this was. "Or, maybe Aho wanted to cover it up." That's what I'm suspecting," her father said. "But there's no way of proving it without dropping the hammer on this joker first."Finally the day wound down. "We're just chasing our tails on this now," Mike summed up. "We could probably write a story with what we have, but in this kind of thing you want to make sure the reader has enough information to realize that the charges are solid. Since we've got a little time, I think we'd better see if Henry can. She ended up concentrating most of her time in the area on the most logical paths, around the game trail they had found, and around two others she had come across. It wasn't until the sun was starting to go down, and the angle of the light was just right to reflect on a scrap of silver cloth snagged on a root to the side of the trail. Kneeling down, she could see that the cloth was embedded with metallic fibers and looked tantalizingly familiar. She didn't know that it was from the survivor of. Bribing a tribal elder into telling him exactly where to find Star and how to subdue her.Three nights later...Star swung through the trees of her jungle realm...returning home to her tree house. "Looks like those drug traffickers have gotten the message...I have'nt seen any of them in the jungle for days..." thought Star as she entered the simple wooden structure nestled in the branches of a tall tree. The 21-year old jungle heroine untied the straps of her skimpy leopard skin bra and placed it.