"It is an English ship. There is a flag with a red cross on it." said myfather. It was larger and more powerful than our own, laden as ours waswith th... captives. We would normally be much faster, as we were sailingclose to the wind, but between these islands we could not tackefficiently. We had some small guns, but we would be no match for theother ship's cannon, and aiming would be difficult on our pitching ship.To add to my worries, as it grew nearer, I saw the English ship was adeep hulled. He started a new story called ‘The Mirror of Love’. It’s about a man and woman in love from different dimensions. The man travels through a mirror to find her. They travel in marvelous ways until they find a home for both of them.’ I took a couple of deep breaths and stuck my hand under my arm to keep it from shaking. ‘How did they travel?’ Her legs moved apart, her hand between them rubbing those mysteries that I wanted to taste, to touch. I could barely see anything, felt funny glancing away. The woman I had seen pass the accordion folder to Angstrom.Morgan Fleetwood frowned, “What’s the second option?”“Arrest Angstrom. His wife too. Natalie. Onshore if possible. We’ll have a warrant for their apartment tomorrow morning. Seize all the files, secure the dope. Ghost. In a couple of days we’ll have warrants for their other homes.”Fleetwood said, “Faster. Simpler.”But it wasn’t an order. I sensed he wasn’t in charge, not in this room. Phillip remained as quiet as I was. He’d be hoping. He cried when she told him, then picked her up and twirled her around, whooping the whole time. Seven and a half months later their daughter, Grace, was born, coming into the world at eight and a half pounds and giving a lustful cry. She’s still the loudest child I’ve ever seen.Linds took a lot of her money and bought the house next door to us when it came up for sale, getting a good price since she could pay cash. The agent never even got a chance to put the sign up.She didn’t live in it,.