She had thought of herself as ‘no-nonsense’—and hadn’t cared what anyone else thought. She’d assumed that her employers appreciated her seve... years of zealous devotion to duty and would reward her accordingly.Until today. Earlier that week a memo had been circulated confirming the company’s long-rumored merger with SatCorp, a much larger corporation. The memo had gone on to reassure everyone that despite the change in management everything else would continue on as before.Hah, thought. It was okay though. It gave me a chance to get a good look at everyone. The men were standing around joking and talking among themselves. I could see just enough out of my small holes in the leather hood to make them out. Master started talking to a guy named Charles. He was loud with a big boisterous laugh that sent chills down my back. I sensed he had a streak about him that made me nervous. Standing next to him was his son, Isaac, who was about 6’4, tall and built, with a smooth body and. Once they had authority over it, they knew that they could take control of the Alliance of Worlds. The Durale were very careful to never reveal their goal or draw attention to their activities. During this time their explorations had found numerous other species. They were only interested in building relationships with species who had technology or attributes that would further their goals. Once a relationship was established with a new species, they would be convinced to move to the Durale. The adults where sharon’s mother and father. They looked after her and the baby,” the bartender explained.“Did Sharon have a job?” I asked.“She danced in here four nights a week,” the bartender explained.“Did she have a boyfriend?” I asked.“Not right now, she used to have one. His name is Lester Davenport. Lester was little Amy’s daddy,” the bartender further explained.“So whoever did the family got Sharon, Amy, and sharon’s mother and daddy?” I asked. “Is that right?”“That is the gossip going.