ready for sale.” I then asked Harrod to join Max and me in the lounge as soon as possible. He joined us a short time later. The girls had gone to my cabin to stay out of sight.
“You truly are not thieves.” Harrod said to Max and me when he came into the lounge. “Never has a bargain been so honorably upheld.”
“We are nothing without our honor.” I said, ecstatic that our plan had so obviously succeeded.
“I must leave now to see to the final details for the auction. I will return at three-thirty. The bidders will arrive starting at four for the viewing, with the auction to start precisely at five.” Harrod said, rising to make his exit.
“Harrod, are any of the bidders representing the black market?” Max asked.
“Why, two of the most powerful members will be in attendance. I thought I’d mentioned that.”
“Not to us.” Max said.
“Please forgive the oversight, it was unintentional.” Harrod answered.
“No matter.” I said. “You’ve done a fine job Harrod. We will see you this afternoon.”
After I saw Harrod out the airlock I gathered the team in the lounge.
“The black market will be represented at the auction.” I told Sara and Izzy.
“When did this develop?” Sara asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure. Harrod just mentioned it when Max asked.” I replied.
“Jon, this may be the opportunity that I have been waiting for.” Sara stated.
“What opportunity?” I asked.
“Well, if we’re going to break up the slave trade on this planet, we needed a starting point. Now we have one.” Max injected.
“Max, we’re here to grab Anwar, no other reason.” I said my frustration starting to show.
“There is no reason that we can’t expand our mission to encompass our mutual desire to crush slavers wherever, and whenever possible.” Izzy said. “It’s part of who we are.”
“Jon, you can’t believe that after all we have been through, we are just going to forget this do you. Or that we could actually leave without doing some damage.”
“Do you have a plan?” I asked knowing that I had lost this argument.
“Let’s hear your plan first.” Max said.
“Alright, I’m counting on Anwar being the successful bidder. If he is then while the girls pretend to prepare to depart, you and I will get rid of the other bidders. We then get off this rock, and back to Mohammed.”
“What if Anwar is not the successful bidder?” Izzy asked.
“He has to be.” I stated.
“My, that’s some plan.” Sara said.
“You got a better one?” I asked.
“I do believe we do!” Sara replied.
“I’m dying with suspense.”
“Well then I better tell you, I kind of like you alive.” Sara said with a smile. “The plan is really simple it’s just the details that are tough. First of all, the people coming are all part of the problem. So let's just take the whole group out of circulation.”
“Are you kidding?” I said dumbfounded. “What are we going to do with ten prisoners?”
“I don’t know, that’s one of the details.”
“A rather big detail, don’t you think?”
“Maybe not; all we would have to do is make a quick trip to Macdill, then turn them over to Rosen, and buzz back to New Libya.”
How we were to pull this off I had no idea. “How are we supposed to subdue ten men?” I asked.
“Shadow?” Sara called.
“Yes mistress.” Shadow answered.
“Mistress?” I asked just slightly bewildered with my super computer. “What did you do to my ship?”
“Nothing much, still I couldn’t help but notice that Shadows personality has been missing lately.” Sara stated.
“Of course it's different. Shortly after you and Max came onboard I instructed the central processor to subdue the personality program.” I answered.
“Why ever would you do that?” Sara said.
“Let’s say, I didn’t think you appreciated the sense of humor I had instilled in it.”
“Well, I did.” Sara replied. “Now I’ve reprogrammed it.”
“Reprogrammed how?” I
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