I turned around and headed outside again. Just as I had left the room, the door of the room down the corridor opened and the cleaning lady came out. I...doubled back inside the room to avoid her seeing me. Peering out through the glass, I spotted my handbag and dress hanging on her trolley. So she had taken them! I couldn't see the rest of my clothes but I was sure she had them somewhere. I waited for her to go into the next room and then slowly crept up to the door. Maybe I could wait until she. It looks exactlylike the original design." Good. You'll be doing some translating, Scout." Sure, Captain."Before I had a chance to say another word, she barked a command: "Putthem on the screen!"The view of the ship changed abruptly, and I stared at what I assumedwere the pilot, copilot and some government representative. I didn't know whether to grimace or smile; the pilot was the same woman who'dtried to kill me on my ship. "Greetings from Earth. We've been expectingyou," Captain Moore said. "I’d rather sit alone,” she said. The woman seemed not to hear her, as she moved her knapsack to the seat across the aisle, set her purse and briefcase in the same place and sat down. Raquel closed her eyes, very strange she thought, why would a woman of thirty-five want to sit next to an 18-year-old? Oh well, she tried to ignore it and get some sleep on the hour-long bus ride home. The touch was soft, it felt good and made Raquel uneasy at the same time. She opened her eyes and looked down at. ~~~I looked at my phone. A text came in from Daisy. Come on in, Daddy.~~~“Hey, Lillian, one more thing. Before I leave, what exactly is the backstory of The Factory?” I said.“So, basically, this used to be a nightclub. I was here when it was a nightclub. Since our city is known for it, our boss turned this into a strip club, bringing Social Media hoes, viral internet twerking chicks, Daisy, Raven, yours truly, and others. The only dude here is security. His name is Lance,” Lillian said.