And Gladys, of course ... had been training in. We ... Romy and I ... flew over to the hangar and watched as Scott and Gladys disappeared inside. Perh...ps half an hour, maybe an hour (it seemed like an eternity) later, a section of the hillside quite some distance away lifted; silently, as far as I could tell. Later still, the ship glided out, humming quietly. Once clear, the ... door? Door will do, I suppose ... closed and the ship lifted and accelerated rapidly towards Base. Romy and I rode. I needn't have bothered, what I saw would have immediately made me hard anyway.Her bleached blonde hair cascaded down her back in carefully sculpted curls, an interesting contrast to her skin that showed no small hint of spray tan. Spinning around at my approach those delightful curls playfully moved over her painted face. Her cherry lips smiled cautiously, while her caramel eyes seemed lost."Can I help you with anything?" I offered sincerely, as my eyes moved down her body. Her pale green. ’ Way to go, Bettina, I thought. Just throw the poor bastard under the bus and raise suspicions about him, even though he appears to have an alibi. Now everyone will wonder if he did it, and if he didn’t… how the hell does he get his reputation back, since I doubt ‘Channel Two News’ is going to do a damn thing to redeem him… Have I mentioned that I am anything but a fan of the Press? Bettina was not finished. ‘Although stretched by a shortage of Detective manpower, the MCD’s recently promoted. I don’t know what they expected to hit because the rowboats were not a very stable firing platform, I guess it was just for the intimidation effect.Nina and I had our rifles by this time and ran toward the front of the riverboat. Our boat’s captain was clever because he aimed the boat directly at one of the rowboats and managed to swamp it before it could do any damage. Unfortunately, that left five rowboats chasing us. Many people on board were now shooting pistols and an occasional rifle at.