Sam had been Samantha--a trans-gendered European assassin. The Japanese company that had bought StarKist and the American tuna factory fleet had been ...aught making payoffs, and a few captains in the Coast Guard had been caught pocketing the proceeds. There wouldn't be any more unsupervised factory ships in U. S. waters.It hurt in a place way, down deep. It wasn't that Sam was female and had betrayed me. Sam was crew and had betrayed me.Once I got out of the hospital I stripped the ship and put. “Bastards!” he shouted, and threw his glass at the back of the bar. The Landlord responded by taking down a huge copper warming-pan, which hung on the wall for decoration, and chased Bob round the pub. In all this, Charles managed to slip out. Clearly having a quiet pint in the village local, was not going to be so easy from now on. Back at the Manor house, Sandra told him to forget the past and enjoy his new life. But Charles knew he was a working class village k**, and would always. I tell Heather to stay in the bedroom but she refuses and demands upon accompanying me on my search of the house as she is understandably frightened of being left alone with a possible intruder in the house.Knowing that we would have heard the stairs creaking and groaning again if someone had gone back down them we decide to check the upstairs rooms first starting with the bathroom, walking into the bathroom I turn the light on and look around the room finding no one in my search we head back. Besides, Katy likes them. They singled me out to her, she says. ‘Emily, you’re–funky!’ she told me when we met, doing some silly clubster gesture with her hands. She thinks I should get more. **** My earliest class is half past noon. I had a morning Comp class, but I complained to the professor I was bored and out of their league. Kind of a high school-issue gripe, I know, but he asked me if I’d like to move into the Contemporary American Lit class instead. A 312, pretty steep learning curve.