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trying to get her.”
    “Then more will try in our place.  Failure isss not acceptable.”
    Regor looked at the galaxy map. The Narc Military Research Space Station was looming closer.  Another hour or two and they would be too close to turn back.  What was to be set in motion would be set.
    But failure was not acceptable.
    Straightening his shoulders, Regor gave the command.
    ~*~
    Narc Military Research Space Station
    Narc Section Five
    Deep Space
     
    Cujo just couldn’t believe how unlucky he was.  The Major, his own father, had given him the boot from the Research Space Station.  That meant the treasure was on board somewhere.  It was just a damned shame he couldn’t walk around unaccompanied.  His father, damn it, knew him too well.  Well enough that he was escorted onto his own spaceship where Squiggy was waiting for him.
    Squiggy, who was strangely excited.  Cujo didn’t understand why.  No one who didn’t know his friend would even guess he was excited, his stoic features showing nothing, but Cujo knew exactly what the red tips on his pointed ears meant.  Squiggy was excited.  And very happy.  And nervous.
    Enlightenment hit Cujo.  “Shit,” he whispered.  “You found the treasure?”
    “Shhh!”  Squiggy sat down in the co-pilot’s chair.  “Let’s get out of the station in case anyone overhears us!”
    Cujo was tingling with excitement himself now.  The treasure!  Squiggy knew about the treasure!  What it was, where it was, who had it.  Yes!  Within minutes his spaceship had lifted off the landing pad and was in space heading away from the Narc Military Research Space Station. 
    Turning to Squiggy, he demanded, “Where is it?  Who has it?  What is it?  And even better, how much is it worth?”
    Squiggy tapped the side of his nose.  “It’s not what you expect, and as for the worth, to the right one maybe a lot.  As for who has it…”
    “Yes?” Cujo rubbed his hands.  “Who?”
    “We do.”
    Cujo’s mouth fell open.  “What?”
    “We have the treasure!”
    “You stole it?”  Cujo was incredulous.  “ You stole it?”
    “Not exactly.”  Ear tips glowing, Squiggy preened.  “You might say…it…came to us.”
    “This I have to see.”  Cujo jumped up from the chair.  “Where is it?”
    “Follow me.”
    Setting the autopilot, Cujo followed Squiggy out of the control cabin, down the corridor and into the spare cabin.  What he saw lying on the bunk caused his jaw to drop.  “What the hell…?  You kidnapped Molly?”
    “Kidnapped?’  Squiggy was indignant.  “I didn’t kidnap anyone!  She came to me!”
    “To you?”  Incredulously, Cujo looked Squiggy up and down.
    “Well, to the ship.”
    “She came to the ship? What for?”  Moving forward, Cujo stared down at the unconscious curvy cutie on the bunk. 
    “Not a clue.”
    “Then why is she here?”
    “She came onboard the ship and got stunned.”
    “Huh?”  Enlightenment dawned once more.  “Oh!”
    “Yep.  Her body pattern wasn’t in the security system so, of course, when she entered she got stunned.”
    Cujo had the feeling Molly wasn’t going to be very happy when she regained consciousness, but another problem was rearing its head.  “Why didn’t you contact Amirov? Or me?”
    “About Molly?”
    Cujo rubbed his forehead which was starting to ache.  “When Amirov finds his woman gone, he’s going to be furious.  And when he finds out that we have her, he’s going to be chewing chunks out of the iron walls of the Research Station.  He’ll tear us apart!”
    “Amirov?  Get upset?”  Squiggy scoffed.  “He’s so cool he’ll just issue orders as usual.”
    “Shocking, I know, but you didn’t see the expression in his eyes every time he looked at her.  Any man who shows interest in Molly is going to find his balls ripped off and stuffed down his throat.”
    Squiggy touched his dual hairy throat and grimaced.  “Ew.”
    “Exactly.”  Looking down