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The time neared. Two of Annette's paramours were on <strong>the</strong><br />
bridge. Shahid's eyes settled on <strong>the</strong> most recent. His accomplices<br />
took his meaning instantly <strong>and</strong> trained <strong>the</strong>ir weapons on <strong>the</strong> one<br />
named Jeremy, motioning him forward. The victim came forward,<br />
slowly <strong>and</strong> fearfully, but knowing <strong>the</strong>re was nothing he could do.<br />
"Whore, look here," Shahid shouted at <strong>the</strong> intercom. "One of<br />
your customers. You have one minute to open <strong>the</strong> hatch, or I start<br />
ruining your business."<br />
She saw who it was <strong>and</strong> turned her face away.<br />
"Look around you, harlot. See <strong>the</strong> bodies? See <strong>the</strong> drops of<br />
blood floating around, getting on everything, on you? Are you<br />
prepared to do that to your lover here? Thirty seconds, harlot."<br />
Soft sobs were <strong>the</strong> only sounds from <strong>the</strong> intercom.<br />
Shahid waited half a minute in tense silence, <strong>the</strong>n, at a motion of<br />
his h<strong>and</strong>, Gaffar sent an exploding shell into <strong>the</strong> man's head. The<br />
effects, as intended, were especially gruesome.<br />
Seconds after <strong>the</strong> execution, Dr. Thompson launched herself<br />
across <strong>the</strong> bridge at Shahid like a wrinkled old scarecrow shot from a<br />
cannon. He deflected her easily with a swipe from his weapon h<strong>and</strong><br />
<strong>and</strong> sent her crashing into a console. As she bounced off of it <strong>and</strong><br />
drifted slowly back, moaning, Shahid stared at his h<strong>and</strong>. It was<br />
smeared with <strong>the</strong> old woman's blood. That seemed to anger him<br />
more. When she floated into reach, he smashed her again, sending<br />
her flying into a corner where she crumpled into an unconscious ball.<br />
The crew see<strong>the</strong>d. They seemed almost as angry at <strong>the</strong><br />
brutalization of <strong>the</strong> old woman as <strong>the</strong>y did at <strong>the</strong> killing. The<br />
terrorists trained <strong>the</strong>ir weapons on <strong>the</strong> hostages to quell any building<br />
mood of heroism. Her back to <strong>the</strong>m, none of <strong>the</strong> terrorists noticed Dr.<br />
Thompson's right h<strong>and</strong> drift over to <strong>the</strong> computer strapped to her left<br />
forearm.<br />
< --- ><br />
Jan was gently scraping explosive from a bolt. Mike had just<br />
finished attaching a detonator to a grape, <strong>and</strong> was waiting for Jan to<br />
h<strong>and</strong> him a fresh batch of <strong>the</strong> putty-like compound.<br />
"What I wouldn't give for a paper bag," he teased.<br />
Jan looked up for an instant. "For even thinking about it, when<br />
this is over, you're going out an airlock."<br />
There was a soft beep, <strong>and</strong> a message window appeared on Jan's<br />
screen.<br />
playing possum. can i help? doc t.<br />
"Geez, she's on <strong>the</strong> bridge." Jan typed a reply.<br />
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