She'd actually exerted herself a little by the time she'd gotten out of the bag and reached for the tent zipper, with choice words disparaging my larg...r bladder as she unzipped the door."...goddamn camel, you. You'd think you'd- oh, holy-" I could see what had interrupted her. The unzipping of the tent door was accompanied by a small slide of white powder from the roof of the tent. But that wasn't the only white powder to be seen. Everything outside the tent was white. There was more than a. ”“He doesn’t want me harmed,” Ataya said yet again. She’d made the argument before; several times. Each time her protector had dismissed it – but she felt like she still needed to try. “If he won’t harm me, then I should just go to him.”“With all due respect, your highness,” Sir Givens jumped in. “Honor Hawksley is right. We can’t take him at his word; we don’t know for certain what he plans to do. Besides, even if you deliver yourself to him, there’s no guarantee he’ll let everyone else live.. She continued “My husband comes to India for every 2 or 3 years once, Don’t you think I do have my own needs. but still I never cheated on my husband, I love him so much, to keep myself engaged I took responsibility of all these things”. I was silent all the time.“You know Arun!! I always treated you like a younger brother. From your childhood I always love to spend time with you. But not like this, in your bed, half naked, cheating on my husband, doing sex with you”, saying this she started. Someone with a very inventive sadistic streak had subjected the poor girl to levels of physical stress found only in horror stories.With her examination completed, Sandra removed her gloves and her facial mask. She stored them in the proper places and shuddered with an imperceptible revulsion at the task she had just finished.She sat at her desk back in her old familiar lab.It was the first time back in her office after the last 3 hectic days in the State lab. She loved going there for special.