.”“Who’s us?” The sheriff asked gruffly.“My two brothers and their wives. We’d just finished eating dinner and were cleaning up. The three...ladies went off into the brush to do their business and these five yahoos came riding in at a fast lope. They all had their guns drawn.”“So, they caught you by surprise and you still got the drop on them?” he asked suspiciously.“Not exactly. Earlier in the day, my brother was riding scout and found signs that we were being shadowed. He told me that every. .what the hell are you doing here?’Fiona was my niece, but only about 14 months younger than me. My eldest brother married early, and as I was the youngest of six, there wasn’t much of a gap in our ages. Fiona was pretty, but being my niece, I had never paid too much attention to her.Fiona slid down the lush grass into the hollow beside us, never taking her eyes off my cock, or rather trying to look at it as I was covering up. As she slid down, her skirt rode up exposing pale blue panties and. It was Eagle, my saving grace. "Get the fuck out here prospect. Stupid motherfucker." He said sternly into the phone, then hung up. I looked Anna in the eye, then grabbed my Cut and left. As I walked outside I saw all the bikes started ready to go, with the Patch-Holders standing around smoking. I walked over to my Dyna and admired it.When I get back home, I'm gonna customize it a little bit. I decided.I started it up and sat on it, I liked to feel the powerful motor shake the bike as it warmed. So what if it were non-standard? The little shuttle was even jump capable, had a pair of light-weight point defense weapon mounts, and a medical tube and TWO sleep learners. Cargo was limited, and if we did hyperspace jumps the crew and passenger manifest had to be clipped to seven because of life support limitation. Messenger of the Gods wasn't even assigned to a class.There were two shuttle pilots and four Marines—and me—on board. Our mission was to investigate something that had dropped out.