"Now the question is how do we proceed?" First ... what can you tell us about this new dragon and its female rider?" The One asked leaning forward in ...is chair. "She is Lycavorian you said ... like the male?"Maraud nodded slowly measuring his words. "Yes. She is a Spartan for she wields a Shi Viska, however there is more to her than meets the eye. I ... I believe this is one of the females that..." Maraud remained silent."What?" The One spoke.Maraud shook his head. "It is nothing." He replied. I need to start getting ready myself. Let me know what the outcome is. And Molly..”“Yes?”“Hope to see you on the track.” Kent turned and left. Maybe he wasn't going to sabotage her after all. Molly was a little confused at the moment. She turned and headed for her car. Her mind was whirling. And so were feelings she buried long ago.[p]“So Kent tells me he is a collector?”Rick chuckled “You could say that.”“I have a funny feeling this is some kind of came he plays, to prey on women to get their. Once really bad guys decide to go postal on their competition, years of paranoia and long forgotten slights resurface, and drive them to continue long after sane people would quit. The final score was unimportant. What mattered was how many got dead, and the fact that I added a select few who were fingered by Roger to the death toll. Eventually, there were no living targets to hunt. Those who killed Benjamin were no more. It was time to return to my mountain.Things were ... calmer ... following. I got underneath the first one, shooting it up and to the surface. Once it broke the surface, I ripped the propeller off. I quickly did the same to the other two. I rose up to a couple of miles, looking around. I saw two other submarines in the water, closer to the island. I dove down to them. On one conning tower, I could clearly see the number 695. On the other it said 699.I scanned my memory, then went back up to the surface, getting a big breath of air. I went back down to in front of them..