4 hours. We will move our people and cargo at an accelerating rate. Each passing hour we can do more,” said Bertha.“I am calling in our allies. Th...y can be here in ten hours. I want to save as many of our people as we can. Carry on as you were, Bertha,” Jason ordered. “We can deploy the additional AIs usefully elsewhere if necessary.“Sire I apologize we could not predict this disaster and save our people. We did not have a big enough reserve of people out of stasis or AIs to work faster. I do. However, if she was trying to downplay her beauty and full bust I think it may have backfired - in that her beauty and breasts were just accentuated. Although she was top heavy, her hips were average and her waist was thin - at least compared to the rest of her. She often wore hose that had a dark brown or black seam. Her demeanor was prim and proper but she had a non-public earthy side which I discovered and learned to appreciate. She had a degree in primary education from what is now called. " and she sent him a mental image of her riding his body to ecstasy. Through half closed eyes she saw the package in the front of his pants move slowly down one thigh. "I guess that means you'd enjoy a little tryst." Her laughter rang through his head. She could read his mind and he was asking how she could do such a thing, but there was a huskiness that she craved. "I have a gift for these kinds of things."His manner of speech was foreign. She couldn't quite place the accent but it was enough. The bomb technician commander pressed a button, there was a bang and the bag popped ... but didn’t explode. Instead, something fluttered above it.Mike shielded his eyes, staring hard at the scene. “What is that?”“It seems like paper,” Em suggested. “I think—”“It’s money!” someone shouted. Suddenly dozens of people behind the barricade surged forward and rushed towards the ruptured bag. The cops hesitated, caught between restraining the other onlookers and chasing after those advancing. The bomb.