'Path' was fighting technique that traced its origins to several ancient disciplines on Old Earth. Part Savate, part Krav Maga with some Judo-style gr...ppling included, it was a fast, brutal art that did not lend itself well to tournaments. It taught its practitioners to injure, disable and kill opponents as rapidly as possible.Kat had been training with the Chief since her first week and found that she had a real knack for mayhem. She had trained in the martial arts on multiple worlds and in. I sat in the ordinary enjoying a good, frothy ale while the woman dickered with the inn-keeper about the price of her liquor in various kinds of money. She ended up selling it for two dollars a gallon, local paper, probably a good price for the times. Then she came and sat with me, and we enjoyed a decent meal and some polite conversation.We were about to part and go our separate ways as soon as I found a horse I could buy with the thieves' money, when a band of militia trooped in, occupied. He was taller than the dark-haired man and very skinny. His hair was in a Mohawk and he was covered in tattoos.Mike, the dark haired one with the deeper voice and obviously the more dominant of the two stepped over to her first. He moved to cup her face in his rough coarse hand and he brought her face closer to his. To her surprise, he kissed her. Her lips parted invitingly for his tongue to enter and he began to kiss her, hot, wet, and hard.It was the hardest she had ever been kissed and she. " Rebecca, this has come from the Chairman." Oh, damn the man!" she spat."Maybe I can help with some of those reports?" Sam suggested."I suppose..."Rebecca was simmering with anger. She'd been set up, but not quite the way she'd imagined. Roading had had problems from way back and she doubted they could be solved quickly. She was being pushed into a major project with little chance of a successful outcome."I'll pass it on." No wait!" she stopped him. "I want to make sure I have the resources.