If I can do anything for you, fire away!" Terence, We are looking at another new planet that has a huge amount of forests covering the land. The Perso...alia have taken samples for us of all the tree species, so we need appropriate experts to examine these samples and tell us what value they have as commercial timber. Some might be like balsa wood, some might be like lignum vitae, others like pine, or oak, or whatever. The other things is, there might be insects or diseases within the wood. And wondering if cruising the tenderloin would be the next step for me.I tried on the persona of a cool tough-guy. It didn't fit very well. "I'm going to need a companion for two weeks from Saturday." Any of our girls in particular?" Naw ... just someone I won't be ashamed to be seen with." All our girls fit that category," she replied icily. "Let me check the calendar ... Steffi is free that night." Steffi?" Shall I put you down?" Uhhh ... Is Steffi by any chance free tonight? I'd like an. "Benjamin Richard Butterwell, AKA Ben Polecat, age 35, born in Springfield, Indiana. Hair black, eyes blue, Height six two, weight two hundred twenty pounds." Ben scowled. He hated that name and every memory that came with it. Ben Butterwell had died in a military prison 14 years ago, and the less said about that the better.He glared at the bored inspector and wished violence upon him. "Get on with it." Man, Mo had better come through. If she didn't I am one screwed biker.The man gave Ben a. The uniformed guard at the desk chatted with her as she walked past. Her name was Mrs. Lanier. He didn't give us a second look.Her condo was on the third floor. It was nice and neat. Very orderly, with pictures and flowers everywhere. We set her bags on the table and politely declined her offer of tea with thanks.Hawk grinned smugly on the elevator ride up. "It's about time we had some luck swing our way. Remind me to send her some flowers."The fifth floor looked exactly like the third, pale.