Buckling the fur cape around my shoulders with the platinum clasp, I stamped down the ramp. Why a battleship? Why all the trouble and years of work to get a ship that two people could just barely manage? With a tenth of the effort Pepe could have had a cruiser that would have suited his purposes just as well. Hands, face, skull, earsall of these were changed permanently to build a new individual. I had my lead. Once out I would have to stay undercover and there would be no chance of her contacting me. Muscle! he spat, and pressed a button on the arm of his chair. There has been one attempt on her life and there will probably be others. Still she didnt fire, but her grin widened until it was almost a laugh.