The twisting spire, topped with a golden orb, brought to mind images of minarets at home and suddenly he longed to return to his little house on Ansar... Street and walk to the park after school with his daughter. What kind of world would be left for her after he finished this assignment? All his instincts told him this operation was wrong. Everything that had been planned for so long was simply wrong, monstrously wrong. These children here, today, playing basketball under leaden skies, would go. " She saw the guys nod their agreement. "And then, after work, we'll change and take the boat out." She glanced around, and saw the guys slowly nod their agreement in turn. She adjusted her bra strap for perhaps the hundredth time, and decided she _wasn't_ going to tell the guys of some of the inconveniences she'd already discovered. No sense in scaring them off. Not yet.* * * * *"This is _weird_, man!" The feminine voice came through the closed door of the men's locker room."We're. .. what about that Delia Cooper. He couldn't just ask her to leave, but, share the house with an attractive, young, married, woman? And what would he do with his life? Who would employ a one-legged former soldier? One whose principle skills lay in the area of killing other people quietly and efficiently? He was in no mental condition to remember that his main function was to protect and defend; that killing was a last resort; that he had people skills and better than average technical. " It had to be something they gave me in while I was in medical," Benjamin groused.Martha asked him, "Did she tell you what I expect you to do in the next few days?"Benjamin sighed, "Yes. And I'm sure you're not going to give me an out; so, I might as well get it over with as quickly as possible." He almost managed to keep a straight face, but was feeling much too spry.Lesa was too near to term with her pregnancy to undergo major enhancements. She was given prenatal nanobot treatments to ensure.