He rummaged around in the back for a moment and then stood up, closed the hatch and returned to the house. He was holding a box and a medium size mani...a envelope. He sat back down at the kitchen table and began to open the envelope."This is the design program I told you about, Ingrid. I have some notes from the designers. They said we just need to load it onto your computer, and then follow the instructions." Wonderful ... oh I can't wait to see it," she chirped.She picked up the disc. I smiled at her try at humor. In my best "Terminator" voice, I said, "I'll be back."I turned and followed the young man into the ship.He had grabbed an electric lantern from one of the lifeboats and used it to help us find our way. The emergency lighting was inadequate. We fought our way against the surge of now very frightened passengers and crew. The ship's list increased. Suddenly we were free of the crowds and it seemed we had the ship to ourselves. It was eerie. We arrived at the cabin of. M. He foundhis receptionist, Karen, sitting behind her desk, wearing a thin smileand a subdued look."Good morning, my dear," he said cheerily as he stopped beside her desk.The girl's face flushed lightly as she looked up and thought, I wonderwhat he'd think if I told him what happened last night? She nodded, thengestured as she replied, "Ah ... good morning, Doctor ..." and her faceflushed deeply as his eyes bore into her.I wonder what she would think if she knew what really happened lastnight?. His friend was dead.Then he looked at the book, he needed to find any clue of what tookplace. Derrick did not really need to find any clues for he knew theanswer, but was going to deny it until he could not anymore. He couldnot take knowing the fact his friend committed suicide.Why? This question was not aimed at how his friend was dressed. Yes,he was shocked over the fact that his best friend, the person he thoughthe knew better than anyone else, was transgender. That was notimportant. .