.." "SIRE!" Came Mary's sudden shout. "What's wrong? Have they refused?" Derrick asked a little worried. "No sire, this is another matter. It seems th...t the day the Admiral's sister disappeared a new slave was added to the Duke's residence; a slave that more than closely matches the description of the Admiral's sister!" Mary informed them. "WHAT!? I'll kill that bastard with my bare fucking hands!" Turning Hartwell bowed then left the room. "Keep an eye on him Mary; I don't want to lose him. As the wine flowed so did the remainder of their inhibition dissolve. Amy stood and dove into the pool to cool off. When she emerged form the water, the thin material of her swim suit clung to her body like a second skin. I could see her nipples hardening through the material from the cool water meeting the warm air. Then she leaned back pointing her face up toward the sun reached back and pulled the string holding her top on and pulled it off. Looking over at me, she turned nonchalantly walked. There should have been plenty by now, after the Saif connection.Finally I gave up on the open forum route and just started asking questions.I started with Ben Smith, “Has the NSA reconstructed Saif’s route from the Middle East yet?”After some throat clearing, “Well, not exactly; we think he came as a crew member of an oil tanker to New Jersey. From there he went to the Islamic learning center in New York.”“There is some fuzzy surveillance video footage of a hooded individual entering and. "Sterile? Not ready for humans? Sounded like a self-description. I folded my arms across my chest, a traditional skeptic's pose. "Your paper is flawed, or inconclusive at best," I said.Her eyes flashed daggers. Maybe there was some fire in the belly of this young woman after all. "But I established control groups, used documented procedures, made careful measurements -"She was citing all of the standard judging criteria. Perhaps she'd designed this project strictly according to judging.