" - 4 -"Captain, I'm registering a power build-up in the shuttle's systems,"said Shaw, "they're about to go critical."...Transporter room," said Janice, flicking a switch on the arm of hercommand chair, "get them out of there. Now!"A few seconds later the shuttle blew up, the bright light from theexplosion blinding us. When it faded there was nothing on theviewscreen, not even debris. The shuttle had been totally vaporised."Did we get them?" We got the pilot,. Thistime I played and sang my Mikado song, the one I had sung yesterday. Thewhole of the nursing staff came in for that and there was some reallynice applause at the end.I met Janette at the door as I said goodbye to the matron, she waswiping her eye,"What's the matter, Janette?" I asked."It must be some grit in my eye, come on we better be going," shereplied.Back in the car, she sat, still wiping her eyes. "What is the troublewith your eyes?" I asked again."It's you, damn it, it's you, Tim!. Penelope was then using a pencil from the writing desk at the corner ofthe room to lift the .38, setting it beside her own gun. "Wouldn't wantanyone to trip over that," the woman told the men as Sara stared backand forth at the dead man now sitting comically against the wall withone bullet hole between his eyes, and the other in his chest, directlyin his heart."And, you, young lady, should go get some clothes on before we call thepolice." You want to tell us why you shot him when Jamie had him. "Fine, whatever," I relented.My name is Jill, and I am going to go out, tonight! I am so thrilled.I stripped down and started working on my face with make-up. Afterthirty minutes, I looked great. No one would be able to tell I wasmale. I wasn't the type to put an excessive amount of make-up. Justenough to get the job done. I then put on my favorite blond wig andmade sure it looked natural all around. I tried to convince Jack thathaving longer hair could still look masculine. He, of.