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Oh what tangled webs we weave...Cyril is a putz and heading towards a trainwreck...

The enemy of my enemy is my friend...keep your friends close and your enemies closer...and lastly, vengeance is a dish best served cold...however, nor more than lukewarm...

It is wonderful to see that fantastic changes are happening, looking forward to see what's next after the next stasis sleep!! The following is simply so, sadly true... A group was identified as the ones to put the bombs in place, all the other powers alive on Earth were hunting them down. After a hundred years you were hunting grandsons and granddaughters! Great grandchildren! Really, you hunted the ideas.

When you come to think of it, Dan, Vaughn, and everyone else are already deep into playing Francis Heyward's game of human chess... Financial shenanigans aside, and I have to believe like others, where there's smoke, there is fire...The 64-thousand-dollar question is, how deep is dear Francis overextended???? Or could this simply be a ploy by his competition, to spread rumors such as these and to have lenders who are already on the margin, nervous and calling the money cows home before the financial chickens come home to roost... There is a simple solution to the predicament that is Francis Heyward, neither Dan nor Vaughn for that matter, are in so deep that they simply give reasonable notice and resign as different/brighter prospects await...

A very thankful reader here and once again enjoying you work...thanks for entertaining us!!!!! Looking forward to your next offering!!!

This critical to understanding the current state of both of Jem and his companions as well as Bzup and his... What we know, considering the above is that the rigatoni lines, allowing travel between distant places, have been broken and dusted with a cheese-like substance, the opposite of dark matter??? It is easy to see the horrifying effects, could the disaster have been caused by the weird alien shaped object to the right of the broken rigatoni lines...

From 0MPH to a very soapy, slippery, quickie.....

I am surprised that Roger did not take what he considered 'dirty money' and find a way to use it for organizations that were anti-gay and all the other associated flavors of our tribes... Much to happen in the next few chapters!!

Well, parts of this mystery are beginning to unfold, yet leaving so many unanswered questions...what about the strange behavior Jem and his father noticed with the animals they hunt, what about the undiscovered country, did Bzup and his fellow travelers only come in one ship...are there more, could some of this alien tech be helpful in restoring the decaying/debilitated tech of the settlers, how long have Bzup and his companions been stuck on the planet, and most importantly...how much room is there in @weinerdog's doghouse???? Sorry, not sorry for the following...it just kept popping into my head...

Back in the day, just after we beat up the troglodytes for their guitars, amps, drum sets, and dang it Kenny G...their saxophones, I got to see The Who in Boston Garden. Sad part was Keith Moon was so hammered he fell out of the drum set twice in the first 20 minutes...while they were trying to sober him up someone's cigarette (Shhh-joint?) fell in to the garbage that had collected during the previous shows... The announcement was made that the show was over and to save your ticket stub for when the show was rescheduled...Turns out they played the make-up show as their last night of their swing thru the states...the sad part was shortly after that show, Keith Moon was no longer... But, as I am known to digress, loved this chapter and some concert memories it brought back @weinerdog!!! And remember boys and wanna bee's, being older than dirt is ok so long as you reside above the dirt!!!

Seems as if nothing is as it appears.

If I had to encapsulate the following thought it may come out like... We're all a bunch of bamboozling drinkers thinking of the cocktails thoughts others are drinking thinking....set up a nother round boys??? Love the pace of the chapter and just so well descripted!!!

While phone calls can be easy to mask point of origin, one has to wonder if in this case, it may be found/located??? The bigger, obvious chance they may have to bring this part of the seamy business down is...Matt, would he know enough, remember enough to warrant an investigation? While it may not be part of plan to do so in this story, I for one, would live to see the whole sordid business brought down...

I had to go with wow….as they say the plot thickens and looks like Matt will be crossing storm crossed seas, hopefully to find safe harbor and shelter, here’s hoping Maeve works her magic with Matt!!

@ReaderPaul, to write/create all of the above might require a trip down the road less traveled…and hopefully keeping one’s possessions if encountering a thief of small things…

Here it is the middle of summer and the hay fever struck while reading this, and me scrambling for a few tissues…this story just keeps getting better and better…

Dang it @Summerabbacat you took the thoughts right out of my brain…😉 A very intriguing chapter

Look who's meeting the gang...hope there's a dental program...chewing your way out could take time...

I'm thinking Ana is not to be fully trusted just yet either...and then...there's that danged Raptor pilot sequestering hisself in his plane...

I take from this chapter that Ben is very curious...

Can't disagree with any of the comments and to add, 'trust...but verify'!!! The following is very wise advice...

There is another installment already posted, it is the first one and you can find it here, the third will be posted in a few days...Thank you very much for reading and commenting, it is appreciated!!

Like others and noted in a previous comment, I thought Jem should have a discussion with his father to bring up the Siffle behavior...is there a connection? And again, like others, I am firmly in the camp, even more so, that Mikulsa could become very problematic, to the point that his means of conveyance is an armed Raptor...if he were to insist on taking Bzup, one would hope the newly installed deck lasers may be just the determent that is needed so the Vespris can resume the search for the missing Chregar and crew... Master Terpin nodded. "I agree completely. That vessel is equipped with a locator device, just as is Vespris. There has been no hint of that signal." He frowned slightly. "But we did need to break away from the idea that what happened was a deliberate act of war, and consider some alternatives. We have done that now, and I hope it will cause us to proceed more carefully." "Someone needs to check this out," Til suggested then. "But not someone like Mikulsa and his armed Raptor. I don't want some hothead on our side to start a war, either!" mm

One of the best lines yet!!! I smiled. He returned it. And then he spread his arms a little, and a little bodily movement that said to me - Well? Come here then? Pressure: gone. I took a step forward and wordlessly slipped one arm over his right shoulder, the other around his waist. His closed around me in reverse and we hugged. A tight, wonderful hug, nice and close. And I knew him.

OMG...what could this possibly mean... Next up - "What Happens in Vegas, Well, It Happens Elsewhere Too"