"She stops and now there's very little firing at all going on - and most of it is from us. What the hell are the fuckers doing now? I call Bob on the ...adio, "Bob, I don't know why but they've stopped firing at us."Bob questions, "I hope they aren't regrouping?"I begin to scan the area with the rifle scope and notice for the first time that trucks are rolling past the road leading into the compound. Shit! The bastard banditos aren't after just us, they are after Texas! I order, "Bob, I think. Carlos was taken aback, and then the smile shyly spoke.'Hiya'The darkness lightened as his eyes adjusted and Carlos tried to make out the face framed by the combat helmet opposite. It was Leena.'Oh!' A goofy smiled across his face. 'Hiya!' Carlos suddenly felt good about the world. He laughed out loud. 'Come here often?'Leena started to shake her head then realised the stupidity of her answer. Blushing she dipped her gaze and adjusted a strap that didn't need adjusting.A figure dropped into the. “Call Tali.” She said into the air. The multi-purpose video board on the wall came on and filled with a string of digits. “Hello?” Tali said and put the call through clad only in a short, green robe that flapped open as she settled into the viewer. “Jena? Hi. I wasn’t expecting you to call so early.” “It’s late, I’m sorry,” Jena said. Tali smiled and rubbed both hands through her spiky hair. “I guess I should’ve thought for a minute about what time it is there.” “It’s alright. What’s up?” “I. Ilooked at myself in an old broken mirror in front of the sink. My darkcomplexion was still there. My eyes without any makeup and eye liner onand my jet black hair kept in the back with a simple elastic band gave mea more European look now, a more Mediterranean rather than Asian look.I smiled at myself as I tied my apron on. Probably it would be moreexotic for a Filipino middle class family to employ a European as a livein maid, that would be like a revenge for all those Filipinas who workedas.