"Athilda stood up and looked down upon me, "As long as I am alive youwill never fall victim to an assassin. I intend to bring light to thedarkness and...find those responsible. Now come, child. You are stillvery weak. You need to rest." she said holding her hand extended towardme.I looked up at my ancestor angrily, ready to refuse her, but realizedthat she was right. Reluctantly, I took her hand, stood and began tofollow her back into the house + - + - + - +Shortly after. "the sweep!" Pete blurted, jumping out of his bunk and hitting his head on the overhead compartment.A few minutes later they were both dressed and in the bridge, huddled over the navcom's console."Okay, its not our engines," Pete said. "Too big for that." Maybe its what ran into us and chopped them off?" Ross asked."Maybe, but I don't think so," Pete answered. "Big enough, and if the preliminary readings are accurate, dense enough, but its not moving fast enough. In fact, its pretty close to. Besides maybe it will be snowing up in Vermont instead of raining.’ Four hours later, Barry was pulling into the Stratton parking lot. Even up in the mountains it was still raining. The only difference was that here, everything that the rain touched turned to ice. After checking in and getting his room in order, he quickly put his ski clothes on still hoping to be one of the first on the mountain. He carried his skis and poles outside and after putting them on skied down to the closest lift.. We pulled out of the secret garage Paul had and drove north to Harlem. There were additional police blanketing the city, but we were not stopped. Once we entered Harlem the police presence disappeared. We knew that although our worries about the police were over, they had been replaced with concern about the so called Negro Mafia. We were listening to the radio Berrigan's orchestra and a couple of comedians, Tim and Irene, but we were in no laughing mood.We pulled up in front of the Onyx club..