Money

''Your Soldier must be really well of.'' Says Aubrey to Sarah. Having arrived only 30 minutes ago at point eight o'clock, Sarah still is surprised about Aubreys arrival. Now the two of them sit in the gaming room, looking out of the windows and over the lake.

''I am not sure about that. Henry just founded a company. I guess that he isn't as well of as you might think.'' Sarah explains to her friend while turning on the TV.

''What is he selling?''

''I don't really know... What does an ex-soldier having founded a company sell?'' Sarah confesses a bit embarrassed not knowing.

Seeing her face Aubrey asks: ''What are you doing now? Don't you have your days planned out to the minute?''

''Well, I had, but since the thing with Robert and the fight with Cynthia I am not sure if I am still booked for my jobs.''

''How do you not know?''

Embarrassed Sarah confesses playing around with the remote control: ''Except for my music everything else was planned by my mother.''

''You need a good agent. I would love to help you with that, but I only know the sleazy ones.''

''Hahaha. The life of a p.o.r.nstar is hard on you.'' Sarah tells her friend laughing at her heart's content. Both of the laugh until a Breaking News Report is shown on TV.

''Breaking News: The Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant faced a meltdown just now. Build in Ukraine a member of Pact, the Power Plant is one of the biggest on the planet. A fallout in that particular plant would have been a global catastrophe, not only for Pact but also Union Countries. The meltdown was able to be stopped thanks to Pacts latest advances in...''

Just hearing the reporter read out the news Sarah as well as Aubrey take a deep breath, relaxing.

''Puh. That seems to have been close...'' Says Aubrey, changing her voice from earnest to joking. ''... Now tell me are we doing that thing or not?''

''What thing?'' Sarah asks earnestly confused.

Rolling her eyes Aubrey answers her. ''The threesome to determine if I am losing my slave or not to a c.o.c.k!''

''You meant that?'' Sarah a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.

Before Sarah can give her friend a c.o.c.ky retort they hearing a fleet of engines come to a halt outside of the cabin. Jumping up in excitement she jumps up from the sofa and runs to the entrance corridor.

Seeing her friend so much like a puppy a knowing half-frozen smile can be seen on Aubrey's face when she follows after Sarah asking. ''Is it your sailor?''

Removing her face from the window Sarah tells her. ''No, it's not him just some man from a hawker company with a truck and...''

She says smiling after having pinched her friend. ''... Only I can call him a sailor, it's kind of our thing you know.''

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At the same time, Sarah and Aubrey are observing the hauler pulling up on my driveway, I am returning to my underground headquarters via the Singularity Gate.

While walking into the armory I instruct the system to buy the gen technology. To my surprise, the ghost of a little girl appears in front of me showing me a translucent screen, similar to her own body.

''No that would be all for now...'' I initially tell the little AI before changing my mind midway and ask. ''... No, wait... SIRI correct?''

Only communicating with me via the screen in her hand the headquarters

ghost points at her screen with a sulking face.

''Oh, sorry Ciri, no offense...'' I apologize, which ends up being interrupted by the little child like AI.

This new feed shows three tangos dressed in oversized, grey, flowy robes with hoods covering their faces from the camera approaching the window in the game room. The first makes a swiping motion with his hand that glows only for one camera frame before his companions walk right through the solid bullet-proof glass as if still moving through the air.

''Ciri did I see it wrong or did these guy just walked through a closed window?'' I ask the ghost child AI totally baffled.

I don't read Chris last line because I am already running up the stairs, totally forgetting the Singularity Gate as a means of transportation.

Drawing by Walter from my holster and equipping it with the silencer, I silently unlock the front door only to find the ground floor, after a swift sweep of all rooms empty of life.

Moving upstairs like a ghost, I hear manly voices angrily speaking. A quick look into my bedroom and I find both Sarah, as well as the hot brunette, undressed down to their u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r covering together on my bed, they're respective makeup ruined by tears continuously running down their red-colored cheeks.

''Why are you doing this to us? This isn't even our house!'' Sarah screams, not getting an answer from if I count correctly eight people half of which are dressed in robes, half dressed in regular attire. While the ones in robes are whispering to each other in what sounds like Latin, the ones averagely clothed are looking l.u.s.tful at the mostly n.a.k.e.d woman on the bed while stroking their bulging erections below their pants.

-F.u.c.k you!- I think to myself, sneaking to my bedrooms doorframe. Out of thin air, Ciri appears still holding her screen so that I can read her words of it.

Wordlessly I command her via the system just thinking.

-Show yourself to the hostiles as far away from the door and the woman as you possibly can. I don't want to get them caught in a crossfire.

Nodding that she understands Ciri disappears.

-Show yourself on my mark... 3...- I tell her starting the countdown more for myself than for the AI while simultaneously moving crouching down into the half-open doorway gun raised high.

In under a heartbeat I mark all the enemies heads. In a full heartbeat since entering I let my muscles run their course. Precisely eight shots fly out, hitting dead center in the middle of each one of the eight masked people's head.

Two heartbeats later the eight dead bodies with holes in their foreheads hit the floor. Taking a blanket from a nearby recliner I throw it to the two still frightened woman to cover them up.

-Shit, this will take some time to clean up.- I think to myself, not knowing that it will be a night to be remembered by the two women in my bed.

Checking out one of the roped corpses I find a golden medallion, on it I read -Hail Azathoth-.