But I want you to be, at least, proficient with it. Shit happens. Pay attention, and ... practice. We may go after this shithead tomorrow, day after, ...ext month – day, night; I don't know. But when we go, it could well be in a hurry."Glancing at Kayla, the Prime went on, "Tell the Sergeant to let Art bring a camouflage suit back with him so he can practice getting it on and off." Then back to Art, "We might well use them when we go after the diplomat, and you might not have a lot of time to get. As I sat there and tried to gather my thoughts, I heard my cellphone ring. Looking around, I found my pants near the door, grabbed the phone from the front pocket, and answered it."Where the fuck have you been?" Joe greeted me back. "I've been calling you for 3 hours!" I looked up at the clock and realized it was 2pm. "We were supposed to catch a movie today, remember?" Yeah, sorry, I had kind of a wild night, I only just woke up. We can still go, we'll just have to pick a later time, is all.". Were they Danubian? Was it possible the Grand Duke’s regular army did show up to evacuate the surviving Defenders? That would have explained the “DOC-DOC DANUBE! - DOC-DOC DANUBE! - DOC-DOC DANUBE!” she had heard earlier. But then, why would Oana not have returned to tell her and the others to leave with everyone else? Was it possible that Oana was killed? Or was it possible that she knew about the evacuation? Danka’s mind went over the last conversation with her. She seemed to be hiding. The condo was as beautiful as money could buy. It was larger in area than many homes. Art was casually displayed throughout and after some questions it was learned that not all of this came from honest sources.There were three servants in attendance. The cook, butler and the chauffeur were all males. This didn't seem right but then again I had found out about a major improvement in transportation. Malochuck had tried to keep this a secret but I doubt if he could against his master Maximus but.