> ******* A short While Later ***********
>Mr. Fenton returned. Deputy Marshall Tim Grimes was still with Firehawk.
>
>"Commander, Deputy..." Fenton said upon entering. "The meeting is set. Two
>hours at La Luna on Terra's moon."
>
>"I will have my people head over and get into position. We do not want
>anything to surprise us." Grimes added.
>
> <That is an understatement,> thought Audra. "Do you have any
>recommendations for our people, Fenton?"
>
"Don't talk shop while you are there. Be lively, but do not draw too
much attention to yourself. Don't order the seafood, it's good for you. The
soup comes from a can, and the drinks are all watered down. However, the
Alfredo is better than fair....
On a business note, be careful. From what Edwards tell me, this Charles
fella is a force to be reckoned with. Do not under estimate him, and watch
your back. Charles really does have contacts everywhere..." Fenton replied.
Audra was realizing what it must have been like for the FBI to go after the
"mob" in the Twentieth Century.
As he was almost out the door he turns around to say, "Seriously, don't order
the seafood..."
Audra had to wonder about the seafood thing. "Is there more to seafood than
just the fact that it is good for you?" she asked with her curiosity evident.
