> > ******* 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.
Deputy Grimes was smiling, "Actually yes there is. There is an old rule
of thumb about seafood. If you are not near a body of water that supports
that particular item of seafood, then don't order it. But seriously, we
will have to get a move on if we are to take a civie shuttle over there. We
both need a change of cloths, and to get to the dock. I can meet you there
in non-marshall clothes in about 15 minutes."
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