"Mezyana frowned slightly disbelievingly. "A secretary? So, you're not a whore. That's something I suppose. I was very worried that she would have a l...ve affair with someone stained by frequent loveless sex. As she must be herself. It pains me to think that she is being ... that strange men - and so many of them - are ... that her precious body is daily violated in such a gross and immoral way. A secretary you say? At the Brothel?" Yes, I work in the Director's office." And you're not a. By the time he took out the tray of hot food to her, the color was back in her cheeks and she was altogether a healthier-looking proposition to the freezing and bedraggled young thing that he had first ushered across his minimally populated threshold.He had wanted to ask her all sorts of questions but thought better of it, preferring to watch as she relished the simple but satisfying meal he had brought her."What's your name miss?" he found the courage to ask her."Cassandra," she replied, but. Their last Matrix sensor now was at spiral-mark 68,230, and it had enslaved the sensor at 69,224, giving them a close-up view of Brandi hugging the outside arc in front of Jacob’s Bar and Grill at spiral-mark 70,098.Transporting the large kayaks was taking longer than anticipated, and Jada was hugely relieved their mission plan had an extra buffer of time for boat retrieval. It wasn’t until4:30 AMthat they had loaded six huge kayaks on top of six-pair of nose-to-tail-linked sidecars and started. Get the fucking ambulance.” None of them moved. “If you don’t call ambulance, I will call cops.” I gave the ultimatum. That worked. The ambulance drove through the streets, intermittently sounding siren and breaking the silence of that sleepy town. She was lying on the stretcher as the nurse took her temperature. She held my hand. Her eyes full of appreciation, and for once in fact she smiled at me. A real genuine smile. I-am-glad-you-are-here smile. Even in that situation, I could not help.