Then I let him stand up. He gawked at the dead man and then looked at me, wiping the corporal's blood from his chin and jacket. I smiled at him."Go ov...r to that tree," I told him, "and take off your clothes." It was a fairly mild day for late January, but the wind had shifted to the northeast, and I recalled how the other British officer had looked after a few hours at Magda's well. "Faster," I told him as he sat to pull off his boots. They were too small for me, unfortunately; they were very. Aha! Now I had a plethora of targets.I picked an alien somewhat arbitrarily as it leaned across the roof coping. I took careful aim and fired at its head. The moment its head disappeared in a cloud of green blood and smoke, I switched to another alien and popped it, too. Unfortunately for me, that was the end of my immediate targets as the other aliens jumped back out of sight. However, I knew that I was going to have more targets show up because of the nature of the alien physiology: they. "I'm sorry honey. The car broke down this afternoon. It's going to be inthe shop for awhile," Stephen looked crestfallen. "Hey, come on now,"Emily told him. "We can work through this," she said. "Together we'llfigure something out," Stephen nodded and then he looked at her."What happened to your clothes?" he asked.Chapter 15Emily was about to tell him what had happened this morning when thedoorbell rang. She looked out of the window and saw the mechanicoutside. "That's mechanic with the hire. She was very fit indeed, which impressed me no end, considering the life she had led. I resolved to ask her about that.I told Zena about the run, though I omitted the shower.“Have you noticed what she cooks for you?” Zena asked. “I’ll bet it’s really healthy and tastes divine?”“You’re right,” I said. “I don’t know where she finds the ingredients, but it’s been a revelation.”“She told us that she kept fit by running up and down stairs when the man of the moment was not around, and she’d walk.