"Are you alright? I need to know that first - are you hurt?" I could notfathom why she was still on the trail."I'm fine for now, but that isn't likely...to last."I pause trying to decide what to do next. I need to meet Ted and I needto understand why Daphne is out here alone, apparently running fromsomeone."I need to let you know I am with another searcher. We split up andcovered more trail, but if I don't meet him he is going to wonder where Iam." Who is it - what does he look like?" Her words. There are sailors who never go to sea and then there are the SEALs. Get my drift? In wifehood and motherhood there are wives and mothers, then there are Navy wives and mothers. I know there will be some howling by the other armed service wives and mothers, but until 9/11 most (but not all) service wives lived on some base with their husbands and families. True the husband had to go on exercises or fly out someplace for a week or two, but the Navy wife sees her husband sail away 6 months out of. "Why, Councilman Shultz, you've never offered me less than a fifty, and paid for a hotel room. If you've decided to work the other side of the street, do you really want to be cheap about it, and on a fine Sunday morning too?"I turned to look at the attractive woman who'd just announced she was a whore. I didn't know if I should be grateful or angry. In my heart I didn't think I could go through with it, but I was awfully hungry. I hadn't had a full meal in almost three days. The woman shot me. There were 15 terrorists imaged by the SD-5 manning those positions. The number against her had dwindled to 19. Those 19 distributed against her on the front door, on the back door and in the vents meant, maybe, 4 or 5 per position. The other rooms were clear. As long as they didn't rush her at once, this meant that she had a chance. Tracy balanced the options against her drug-influenced abilities. "Let 'em come up the middle," she said to herself. "We'll get these odds down a little, then.".