One of the Bombardiers carried the forty to Dulles to go to Africa. I didn’t envy them for the flight. We had flown direct and it was 14 hours. With...the commercial flight, with layovers, it was over 24 hours.At KCC today I was putting three different presentations together for the three professors as I had promised to do. I was going to do one each day and be off Friday again.It was a real chore to come up with three different presentations that did not get into classified materials. But, by. I went back to the kitchen to bring everything together. As I was servingit all onto plates and the toast popped up, John walked in."Morning Princess, this looks and smells delicious," he said.I balked at the term 'princess' but said "Morning 'My Lover'" which myfemale persona had obviously taken from his contact details in my phone."I wanted to say thank you for a wonderful evening." I smiled at him."I'm glad you enjoyed it, I know I did!" he replied."Please, sit down," I said.He sat and I. It was his wife, Laura who had supplied him with some poison. He was CIA and his request to her was not unusual since 'The Snake River Complex' had recently been closed and the use of the lethal 'Satan Bug' had been limited now. It had been a shock to her what her husband had been doing. Our friendship running since we were kids took hold again, and she had freely confessed to me her 'innocent' role.A sanction against him was readily issued. Finding Ray Ford became the primary assignment now. I slipped back through the hidden panel and closed it behind me. It was an hour before I stepped back onto the platform and boarded another tram. This one was a bullet tram and it took me twenty minutes to travel two thousand kilometers.This time I was not hiding who I was and walked out of the tram station and climbed into a service cab, “Vega’s estate.”There was a whining sound and a human voice came through the grill, “State your name.”“Shadow.”There was a long pause before another voice.