“Interesting taste.”Elizabeth laughed. We got up, got cleaned up, then dressed.“I’ll go find Michelle,” I said.I walked outside and saw that...the Spencers and Parkers had returned. I looked around and walked down towards the lake. I saw Michelle sitting on a big rock just staring out over the water. I walked over to her.“Mind if I sit here with you?” I asked.She looked up and I saw she was crying. Crap. I hadn’t wanted that. I guess I pushed things too far. Or I was missing something fairly big. She was a non-citizen of course, and in a fairly low ranking job. I was impressed that he treated her with the same openness and friendliness he might extend to someone more on his own social level.Soon the maitre d' was ushering us to Masterson's favorite table in a rear alcove of the restaurant. As soon as we were seated he began again."Let me say that I value the slavery reform work that you have been doing, as do my business partners. We all recognize how important it is to keep the system. The two had caused quite some damage and fought to the last breath. They spaced crates of valuable Mil Tech, including the P Bomb, before he and his robots could overcome them. Most notably it was them who blew up the Translocator cannon and causing hull damage to his beautiful ship.He and his mysterious companion had finally crossed into Freespace. No Union ship could follow them there. Just a day ago they reached Karthania itself. The xenophobic engineers let them dock inside a rental hangar. Polly rang Stephanie's doorbell and stood in front of the peephole. The door opened for the length of the security chain. "Leave me Poll, please. I don't wish to talk with anyone at the moment. I just want to be left alone. No one can help." Yes you do need to talk Steph and I can help. Open the door, you need someone to take control of you again before you really go to pieces. Let me in please, or do you want me to shout and scream so all your neighbours come running out," Polly threatened. As.