If I could get out of here with all of it, I could leave here and fly direct. I might have to pull some tricks in Costa Rica to get the stuff to a ban..., but I figured I could get it done, either all at once or over a couple of days. This way, I could move as much as I wanted into the new investment fund. Ben had told me he had an offshore investment fund that he was doing fairly well with, but he didn't have a ton of money in it yet. I don't know how much there is to take down there, but there. " Solar power." Solar power?" asked Maddy."Brilliant!" said Weena."You can use the sunlight to generate power. For lighting, for cooking, for the pumps ... you might even be able to air-condition this building and the bunkhouse." Are you kiddin' me?" No, Charlie. In fact, there's a pilot project over at King's Canyon. It wouldn't be cheap, but you can get money from the government to do it." Hmmm. OK. Next question. Maddy, your fences are in better shape than mine. But some of the wire is. Having done the planning for some of Norman's more conventional military operations overseas, I was 98% sure that I'd know exactly how he'd would try to pull off this operation. Accordingly, I really wanted to find just the right sort of place so that I could pretty much count on him doing things by routine ... and thus become nearly perfectly predictable. If you know exactly what your enemy is going to do, sometimes being badly outnumbered isn't always a bad thing.So, with all of this in mind. ” I can’t take away the term from her. It means too much, so I offer her a new one. “You’re a good girl.”She emits something that sounds like a purr or moan from her throat.“That’s right,” I say. “Good girls can be obedient. Good girls can serve. And you want to serve, don’t you?”“Yes.”“That’s why you let me come here. That’s why you’re letting me take control of your apartment. You want to serve, isn’t that right?”“Yes.”“Good girl,” I say. I hesitate. I know what she wants and what she.