Go tell him he’s fired too! You’re all fired!”Missy laughed at this and left a copy on my desk. You could hear the uproar throughout the place a... people began reading the story.I couldn’t help it. It was like watching a car crash in a race. You know you shouldn’t be watching it, but you can’t tear your eyes away. I knew I had work to do, but I had to read it anyway. I got up and closed the door to my office.One of the first things Carl Buckman said to me after I introduced myself was, “I can’t. Itseemed Kirsten was equally bold and sassy. "That was a long time ago,"I reminded my sister. "Times have changed. I like women." I'm a woman," she told me."I mean real women."Kirsten looked as if I'd backhanded her across her lovely face. Tearssprang to her eyes, coursing down her cheeks, and she sobbed."I didn't mean it like that," I fumbled my words.Her lower lip turned down, quivering, and she sobbed again, louder.Instinctively, I hugged her. My arms encircled her and drew her close,against. Myself and my crew of two other friends from Mars have left the supercity there in order to find our own way about the galaxy.Kaylee is an old friend, born on Mars to a couple engineers that helped build the spaceport there. She's about my height, lithe, blonde, and way smarter than I am when it comes to tech, hence why she's our engineer on the Salamander. She always jokes about how 'It runs in the family!' whenever she says something a little too up there for myself or Briggs to get but we. Or something ... and tried to stand up. I forgot about shoving the chair back. Whacked my knees something awful."The FBI, already convinced that they were the most intelligent group of men on the planet, looked at me like they were surveying a sub-species."Idiot," was heard from somewhere in the back of the suit wearing men. They filed out in the order of their importance and shut the door."Wendy?" I said."Yes." How? ... uhm ... never mind. The watch?" I surmised."Yes, you didn't come for.