Tilting her head to her left, she could see a large black woman sat next to the bed. "Are you back with us child, you took one hell of a bump?" Penny ...till felt disorientated and struggled to speak, her head felt like mush and she was pretty dazed. She didn't know where she was.She lay quietly, gathering her thoughts and memories.A black woman was just sitting staring at her, and from time to time was glancing down at Penny's shapely legs.Finally, Penny asked, "Where am I, and who are you,. It could have to do with finances or career paths or, perhaps, the particular man who had gotten her that way. But he could tell that Erica was not happy. And so, he had mentioned that there was a way to make her not-pregnant.He also could tell when that option was not acceptable and had not taken it any farther. It was, after all ... by law ... her decision.Imagine that you’re driving along and something comes on the radio that you don’t care for. As you reach to change the station, somebody. From there he went to the Islamic learning center in New York.”“There is some fuzzy surveillance video footage of a hooded individual entering and leaving the learning center. They are not good enough for positive identification, but the size and height are close,” Ben said.“There are also some long range photos of the same hooded man and the leaders of the Rochester group that you have had run ins with before, there and in Kampala. We just don’t know,” Ben replied.“I think we know enough now. I stood still and kept my expression open and non-threatening while I attempted to reason with Mendez."That is not a very neighborly way to treat a guest, Doc. Especially one who means you no harm," I said calmly.Mendez snorted and replied, "I seriously doubt a Neanderthal like you knows enough about civilized conduct to correct me, Brock. When I report to the Pleiad what we found sequencing your DNA, you'll be out in the dead lands with the modern version of your ilk before the sun sets."I.