Besides, I needed to get back to the club. I didn't have time to change. If I did, they'd be wondering what happened to me. I grabbed Victoria's coat ...nd headed back out the door.Meanwhile back at the club, the ladies were having a good time. As they started their second drink the conversation drifted from topic to topic, just as you would expect. After a while Meghan got kind of quiet, then she blurted out "Victoria, I've just got to ask you something." Sure," answered Victoria, who was. "You seem lost in thought, Vel," she said softly.I looked at her and smiled. "Not lost," I said. "Just thinking about what we're doing here." I looked back up through the skylight at the planet. "About what is happening down there."J'Una raised herself up on an elbow."You know the drill, Vel," she said, sternness entering her voice. "The system went over to the Alliance, and now they're paying for it." Yeah," I said. "That's the drill. Forced evacuations and imposition of a military occupation.. Their leader, set apart by his blue helmet, shot daggers at Mikha’El with his eyes. “And what in Amun’s name are you doing to Pharaoh, slave?” “Serving her as always.” Mikha’El’s flesh, once blazing hot, chilled like night out in the desert. “Service? This is blasphemy! Get out of her or I’ll drive this through your head early!” The head guard brandished his spear. “No slave shall desecrate Her Majesty so!” Hatshepsut climbed off her partner, stormed up to the guards, and yanked the leader’s. Last month it was a low risk diplomatic security assignment and today it was bringing down the Belgium ambassador to the US. Soon, he would have to sit behind a desk and give people orders just like Mireille did. He had already received multiple propositions by various agencies in Belgium and abroad that he had turned down. For now he was going to enjoy his last years as long as Mireille allowed him. It was Mireille that had come up with the lewd proposition to help him in his dilemma. She was.