‘So what, now you think you can get away with anything being a four month experienced worker and all?’ I suddenly seemed worried. Did she find out...about the recorder? ‘What are you getting at?’ I asked. She uncrossed her legs and lifted herself up. She pushed the chair with one of her heels and bent over onto the table with her elbow resting on top and her chin resting on her palm for support. I slightly tilted back as her face was just a few inches away from mine. ‘What I’m getting at here. I haven’t pushed to complete that effort in that it doesn’t seem to be a high priority task. We won’t need them until the D-Hoppers start coming to Earth, and that will not happen for a long time.”“That’s true, but you never know when we might need the capability of incarcerating someone on a prison planet.”Sereine did point out one problem we would have enforcing the trade policy. If a trader were to learn how to speak English and sold advanced technology to a local merchant, a D-Hopper could. She always leaves a note or talks. Something is wrong."Mack said, "Call her."Gretchen did and the call went immediately to voicemail. "Chastity, this is Gretchen. Call me as soon as you get this. Where are you?"I said, "Gretchen, do you have Paul's number, or her parents' number" Maybe there was an emergency and they know something."She nodded and pulled her phone back out. "Paul, this is Gretchen. Do you know where Chastity is?" She listened. "She's not here. Her car is gone. There's no note.. My mind raced as I tried to devise a strategy to fight him although I knew that in my current position, I wasn't much of a threat.Jim gave me a withering scowl while I regained my senses and then he stormed into the kitchen, opening and slamming the cabinet doors. Later he stormed back into the living room with a bottle of Cutty Sark and a glass which he slammed on the dining room table. He sat down and poured a big glass and drained the whole thing in one pass.While he nursed another glass of.