"Then you and Williams go pick me four martyrs. Men who will at least try to keep us alive." I suggested.Even as the sun went down, I was on the wall ...linking away at anyone who showed himself. It had to be a bit unnerving. I don't mean just me. There were at least four accomplished marksmen on the wall all day long dropping any soldier who dared to do more than cower in their hole. More than one had died while standing to take a piss.They threw attack choppers at us and we shoot them down with. The Ship alone would know if her beam beat the hail of bullets to Vasquez. Jeff was the only one who could talk to her, and he wasn't interested in anything right now except getting Arlene to the healing tank before the last of Little One's energy was used up and the stasis field collapsed.Vasquez didn't even have time to realize he was dead as the hail of bullets from the women, for whom he had so much contempt, ripped into his head and the beam from the Ship exploded him in a reeking circle. " Well thanks for telling me. Can I end the call now? I want to get thatbooking confirmed," said Anne."Ok, you do that," said John. "Bye." Bye," said Anne.Anne was indeed soon dialling up the hotel to confirm her reservations."Hi, Anne Brook here," she told the woman on the other end. "I calledthe other day to make enquiries for a week in August." Ah yes," said the woman. "Do you still want to make the reservations?" Yes please," said Anne. "I was just waiting to see if my brother-in-lawcould. "Somebody named Phil," she said in a loud whisper.Phil Jenkins was my contact at Tan Gen who screened the jobs somebody wanted to give me. Apparently there were some problems the company was willing to live with, rather than pay me thousands, or tens of thousands to find a solution to. I never understood the process he used to decide what to give me and what not to.Phil was also Tan Gen's "warranty agent", which meant that any time one of my solutions needed clarification, he called me. I.