Nelson." The Captain replied, not moving his gaze from the forward vidscreens. He knew as well as anyone aboard what the operating envelope for an agi...g passenger liner was. He had probably had the navigator working on a solution to keep him busy. Still staring at the screens he waved in the direction of the scanner techs. "Mr. Clemens?" Sir, our scanner match Union Military hull types, but the engine readings do not match. We can see several weapons systems that are live, including missiles,. It had been a long mission during which I had had to tolerate many humiliations and, all the while, maintain the fictional identity of the English journalist, Joanna. Borodin had been very suspicious and I had to call on my reserves of strength to withstand her questioning. It was fortunate that her cruelty was not matched by her intelligence. Satisfied that I was not involved in the murders of Mira and her secretary she paid me off handsomely but with threats of dire repercussions should I. While Jennifer was still very much groggy and feeling the effects of what she'd put inside her, she actually thought her thoughts about her and Brad were nothing but a bad dream. She felt him messing around with her naked ass as she lay there undressed on the bed, and then she felt Brad's hands pawing her back and shoulders and she suddenly felt probing and a wetness around her pussy. Jennifer had been incredibly horny lately and she'd known that she was ovulating, and she felt very much like. .. PLEASE! Don’t leave me. So much I have to tell you ... as the docs injection put her in la-la land. She weakly said I love you David. They put her in the helicopter and got her ready for flight.Back to business. I walked over to Rothschild. Well Asshole, you really fucked up this time. I told you what would happen if you harmed her, you didn’t listen. I nodded to Jan, she walked over to the door and escorted four Middle Eastern looking men into the room. When Rothschild saw them, he shit.