It’s just that… well after so long and now seeing you so down, defeated, I wanted, no needed to do something.’ ‘Well yes, not a good day, well...not until now.’ She smiled. ‘Here,’ she handed him an envelope. ‘A mysterious envelope,’ he replied, ‘I’ve been served a few of those lately.’ ‘None like this,’ she said, pausing while he began to open it. ‘Happy Valentine’s Day,’ she said as he opened it and pulled out the card. ‘Valentine’s Day? In all this mess I had completely forgotten. I should. And that was only if he didn’t end up in prison for crimes against humanity—the scenario that was actually, he knew in his heart, the most likely to occur.Why in the name of Whoever had he let himself be talked into this insane scheme? How had he ever thought there were not going to be these kind of repercussions as a result? It all seemed so naïve now, in hindsight. When Doc Bookender and Far Space Commander Zeal had presented him with the plan all those cycles ago, he had realized that there. Besides, I don't handle assassinations, even for really bad guys.She was going to gather some more information and get back with me later. She had done that apparently but I hadn't quite expected her to just show up in my office ... or to be as young and attractive as she was. She was tall, leggy and blonde in her mid to late twenties. She was a little too thin for my taste and her complexion was a bit too palid, even for Brit. There were dark circles under both eyes as if she had either not. He looked at Rachael and she seemed brash by comparison. Rick smiled apologetically at Rachael. ‘I’m sorry Rachael. You know that I can’t do that. It’s against school policy.’ ‘Aww,’ Rachael moaned. ‘I promise Mr Connors I won’t tell anyone if you give me a lift home. It’ll be our little secret.’ She smiled suggestively. ‘Do you have a cell phone on you?’ Rick asked her out of the blue. ‘Yes sir.’ She answered, a little confused by the question. ‘Well you might want to ring your parents or a.