The flattery never failed to make her flutter regardless the source.“Close the door and sit down. Tell me your name.”“Patrick Nolan. I’ve read...your work.”“A lot of people do. That’s the point of publishing it,” she said. “I’ve done some of my own. May I show you?”After a regal nod of her head, he dug into his messenger bag and withdrew papers outlining his own research along with his grad school app and handed them over. Eloise took both with a boulder of salt but as she read, her jaw grew. "We had to inject you with some of our microbes, they are a type of virulent retro virus, once they spread through your system they should mask you enough that we can move to escape." She said."WMMMSH!?" I said panicked."Don't worry it wont hurt, it shouldn't do to much to you, but we have the Governor on board, and we need to get her to safety." She said."I still think we should of jettisoned them overboard." A male voice said."Jacob, stop it." Jan said.I couldn't see them but I could hear. He converted it into holding. He did keep me out of trouble with Captain Jenson though saying that I was so enamored of him that I was holding his hand didn't exactly make me happy at the time."Mister Ingram grinned. "I told you about playing with the big dogs, Cents." Dad, it worked for a long time." She smiled. "It worked out so very well this time."I kept quiet and ate.Missus Ingram said, "Abe, you're the firearms instructor in Notasulga. I don't believe that's a full-time job. What else do. Her fate would be worse. Raped, tortured before suffering an inevitable death.‘No, dammit!’ she thought, ‘I need to stop thinking like Barbara Gordon the victim and more like Batgirl the crime-fighter that Victoria is counting on! Now what did this damn Arab say?’“Is the price negotiable?” asked the Sheikh.“Goat fucker...”The Arab turned. The words seemed to come from the woman who was strung up.“Did you say something?” he asked.“Yes,” the woman replied taking a deep breath, “I was just saying.