I glanced back and almost cursed as the huge maga shark fin went past the opening.I sent the signal and the solid outer door dropped down and sealed t...e room, "damn scientists."I moved the skiff to the dock and secured it before going to the dead croc. I used straps and the dock lift to raise it and move it to a sturdy cart. The croc weighed over fourteen hundred kilograms and that was after I had gutted and removed the innards. I would get a third of that after removing the bones and skinning. Alexia didn't care. She only had to obey, and ignore the small silent voice in the back of her mind screaming at her to run away.Behind the techno music she was skipping along to listening to, was a very silent subliminal message telling her where to go. Alexia was blissfully unaware of these silent commands as she skipped down the streets of Austin.The Agenda had recruited her months before. She couldn’t remember much before she had joined, only that she had to follow their orders, which made. You do have choices. You can lay silent with your mind racing, racing to the tune of regrets, doubts, fears, failures, and never agains, never wills. Or you can pick yourself up slowly and pray with desperation. That desperation will turn to passion, a passion to live. A passion to come up from your location on the ground floor and the lie that life has become. With this comes a brief elation. After all, when you’re at your lowest point, any small hope is an advance onward. What they don’t tell. I just said ‘ we’re both mature people here so nothing is going to surprise or embarrass me and I’ll maintain any confidences you need’’.She stepped over to a cupboard and removed a cloth covering four paintings. She then displayed them against the wall. I admit to being amazed and could only stammer “YOU did these” and she proudly answered “yes’ . there was the young guy from the first paintings laying back on the couch with a nice hard-on masturbating obviously. The next was of his girlfriend.