Tall and wearing that ridiculous triangular hat. Long, red hair whipping around her face, tan leather coat blown tight around her ample figure. There ...as only one law officer who would answer an alarm on a night like this: Maggie Graves. Maggie slammed the door shut and the room became eerily quiet. The two women stared at each other, both breathing heavily. Suna could only see Maggie's eyes. Their brilliant blue made all the brighter for the layers of dust coating her hat and the bandana she. With him was a very pleased Dario Figueroa, who was clothed in a shift instead of being naked. Something was up and it was high time to get to the bottom of it. Sure enough, the AI was behind it.“Sub-Decurion Chamois, you are now authorized to inform Centurion O’Keefe, Decurion McFadden, and Sub-Decurion Meadows of the alteration to the status of former concubine Dario Figueroa,” the AI announced.“Former concubine?” Fiona asked, truly bewildered.“Dario Figueroa’s spirited resistance, even. This is your chance to find out if you made a mistake in not waiting for me. I know you would be better off with me than Ben and now I have a whole week to prove it to you." Over my dead body!" Well, you don't have too many choices. You can leap over the rail and try to swim ashore; you can try and talk one of the other couples into letting you stay with them, or you can go on deck and sleep on one of the deck chairs for a week."I knew that we were too far from shore for me to swim for it and I. She tried to strugglefree as he formed his fingers into a blade and jammed itinto her throat.She struggled to breath as the other men shoutedencouragement, the only word she could make outdistinctly sounded like “Or-ra.”Then his hand connected with the side of her head andher world went black.*She came to shaking her head groggily. She felt like shit and had a momentary panic as shelooked wildly around for the men, but they’d gone.She hauled herself to her feet using the edge.