She liked him as a person, for she knew hehas a good heart by his actions of helping her and his wish which gaveher a better understanding of the type...of person he was..Matt thanked her for the good advice and thought that he should startoff small. She agreed with him. He looked at her wondering how she knewwhat he was thinking. She told her inquisitive master that they had atwo way telepathic connection . That if Matt wanted he can close it andreopen it as he pleased. That all he needed to do. The slaves got to work, seizing crates of raw goods to return home with.The Myrnotor pitched in, his rippling mass barely flexing at all as he lifted the second heaviest crate.Several of the younger slaves gathered around him in awe, one being so bold as to wave a hand in front of his eyes, testing the Kairish mind-state for any break.He did not even blink as he set the huge wooden box on the deck.They followed him back as he returned for the heaviest of all, a huge carved fountain for the. She didn’t want to run into Val or Daphne and decided to about-face and head back to the city. Mallory only carried $30 in her pocket, and she intended to spend every penny in the first bar she ran into.---“You didn’t have to pay for dinner, Holly.” Daphne broke the silence as they strolled down one of busier streets in Moringa City. Markets and retailers were closing their shops and bars were opening their doors for the emerging nightlife. “Can I at least buy you a drink?”“I—I don’t drink.”. He was soon jogging along the hallway, his heavy footfalls echoing down the corridor. He was in a panic and didn't know why.The only thing that got through the fog in his mind was that this was all wrong. Ashley should be out here with him, not with those old people... and their groping hands. He didn't know where his wife was going, but... When he got there, the door was locked tight. He heard loud music playing in there somewhere. He shook the handle with increasing force... but the door was.