”The Suit said, “I was conceived as a battle suit and I feel I could be a good security officer.”I said. “I am sure Hans can use you and start...training you, as the security tasks of a Union officer might not be the same as Seenian requirements.”Tyron saluted again. “Captain, I was a tool, a thing before. Now I am a being and everyone here crew treats me as such. Captain you might not understand, but I made friends. That you made this possible is the reason I will attempt to make you proud,. Gold, maybe, or oil, or that new mineral everybody was talking about then, uranium.But he'd learned the hard way that there was no quick and easy way to get rich, here or anywhere else, and by 1960, after four years of working on riverboats, roughnecking on oil rigs, and finally, flying geologists into the Arctic tundra for a charter- plane operator he'd met in Alaska, he began to see the pieces falling into place.He must have watched a thousand men straggle into this desolate country at one. Boys would give me shit about it and I got into some fights and into trouble, because I wanted to be tough, not cute. I was never feminine at all and played some sports but I wasn't as good at them as I had been as a kid. But I hated being 'cute' and probably made an idiot of myself acting up, trying to look and act tougher than I really was. Anyway, Tony was in High School, 11th grade, and I was in Jr. High, 9th grade. That doesn't seem like a big difference in age when you're an adult, but at. ” That’s what happened.Once I could call, I called Beth’s cell phone. It was five. “Hi, Beth. I have problems. I’m at the police department being arrested for murder. There were dead people in my apartment when I opened the door. Please talk to Ron and get me a good criminal lawyer. Have him explain who I am and get him down here. Either he or I will call you later.”“Okay, X. I’m worried so call.”I was held for an hour. Ron and another man walked into the holding cell area. I was the only one.