," Artemis said, just after we left Phoenix for northwestern New Mexico."Go back?" I replied. "Why?"Artemis turned to Zeus, who was still groggy after...sleeping most of the way from San Diego to Phoenix. "Because I know how we're getting everything into Mexico. And so does Martinez. He's the one who said it. We're flying into Mexico. We have to go back, because the store that sells ultra-lights doesn't open 'till 10. That's 1000 hours to you." Huh? I've never been in an ultra-light, before,". The mission had to go next Thursday night. That meant the training was over Tuesday. It would take Tuesday evening and Wednesday just to get the team into position. The only solution was to train Saturday and Sunday. The answer to the first question was 'yes', we would do it.In the mornings, the group was receiving their Intel on this upcoming classified mission. I assumed they were going over all the logistics what was expected to happen before and after the 'go' hour. I took that to mean that. There were houses set close together on either side and an apartment building butted up against the rear, so lots of people could get a good close-up look at her naked teen body parts. The other buildings were only about 20 feet away, seperated by a low chainlink fence, so she was really exposed as she strutted over to a patio chair, walking like a cheap hooker. She plopped her ass down at the edge of the chair and leaned back, spreading her legs wide open and hooking her knees over the arms of. .. er..." Whores," she supplied."Er ... ladies of the night, A few of them do walk on certain streets, but only the lowest grade ones. All the women are effectively owned by men, usually the father, or husband, or the master of the harem they are in." We'll see about that. Set me up a meeting with the Prime Minister, or whatever his title is, immediately after I present my credentials to the head man."'Oh my God, she hasn't been briefed properly, ' he thought.Indeed she had not been briefed at.