What appeared to be control panels and the drive motors were unfamiliar, as were the configurations of various compartments and presumably chairs and ...ables. More to the point, where were the former occupants? Where had they gone?Captain van Rijn surveyed the assemblage of ships officers and senior non-coms seated before him in his conference room. They were among the most talented and capable crew members in the Space Fleet, yet their faces were grim and some glanced absently about as if. He was sure there were a few conversations behind his back about it, but he really didn’t care. Donna, while asking periodically how he was doing, showed no inclination toward repeating their night together. He wasn’t sure how to take that, a part of him was disappointed, but mainly he was glad; a relationship between them would not have been good for either. He could not, however, forget what she had done and would always be grateful. She would always occupy a special place in his heart; he. "Hey there."Startled, she banged her knee on the open drawer. As she looked up tosee Bob Duncan standing in the door way, she couldn't quite stop the'owshit' that squeaked out of her lips.He looked hurt. "That wasn't quite the reaction I was hoping for."That brought a pained smile to her face. "No, I'm sorry. I just hit myknee on the damn desk." Well, if we were anywhere else, I'd offer to kiss it better."The shy look on the big man's face brought a real smile to her's."Thanks Bob. You do know. They were surprised at how much money there was to be made in bounty hunting if you went about it the right way. I could see the glow in Henry's eyes when he heard about it. We laughed and said that Henry should be the one who turned me in, so he could rightfully claim to be a successful bounty hunter.The next day, Henry and I rode into Edgar Junction to visit the marshal. He fell out of his chair laughing when we told him why we were there. We went through all of the routine, including having.