Each time her thumb kneads the head until a small drop of dew glistens from his slit. She locks her gaze to his and extends her tongue to retrieve the...absconding droplet. Briefly, Zaria closes her eyes, rolling her tongue around her upper lip before retreating so that she can savor the taste.She opens her eyes to meet her father’s adoring gaze once more. Then giving him a sultry look, she kisses the tip, lips parting ever so slightly. With the next kiss, she allows her teeth to graze his soft. The rape kit.Swabs and sterile containers for urine and blood. Combs for hair and fiber. Microscopic slides, sealed envelopes.“Anal?”“No.”“Oral?”“No.”“Good.”After collecting the evidence, she X-rayed my elbow from the front, then the side. “Hairline fractures of the radius and ulna. You’ll be sore.”“How long?”“Five to eight weeks; I’d estimate closer to five. You’re in magnificent shape, Winter.”“Good architecture.”“Yes, good genes, but you work at it too. Fantastic muscle tone.”Of course my. “Every sign of him and his shop was erased. Like they’d never been.” Her ears flicked as she looked thoughtful. “Do you think he ran away?” “I don’t know,” Rael shrugged his broad shoulders. “But I suspect something more sinister at work.” “You don’t think… the assassins…” “Normally, I’d say there’s no way the two could be linked,” he said in a rumbling voice. “I don’t see how the assassins could know about my visit. But, now? I don’t know anymore. I’ve no idea what they’re capable of… and at. Ben had the cast off his leg at long last, and he was free to move around again. He had assured Essco At their previous meeting, that he had worked out how to swap the jump program at the last minute. They should end up heading to orbit around Futura instead of Tychy.Ben was anxious since Tyche was on the opposite side of Delta from Futura and they were already heading to Tyche. The jump window for Futura was calculated for when they turned and were heading towards it.Ben had no idea what would.