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stopping at a port to drop off the Vesuvians. They refused to go further with us and prefer to seek medical attention on their home world.”
    Both females held hands, shoulders brushing and heads tilted together. Weariness dragged at their shoulders but their eyes remained alert. Arak shifted his head to face Jaron. Keeping his voice low, he asked, “And the women?”
    “With us. The Vesuvians were just transferred here a day or so ago. They’ve been drugged the whole time. According to them, the women have been here longer. Until we can question them about their experience and what they know, we’re taking them to Enotia.”
    Arak’s gaze drifted to the women or more specifically one woman. Sylvie. Their gazes clashed, hers deep with concern. A frown piercing her brow. Arak shifted in his seat, attempting to straighten his leg and regretted the action immediately. He cursed several times and clenched his jaw.
    Jaron flipped through a medi-pak on the shelf behind their jump seats and withdrew an injector. Before Arak could protest, his team leader jammed the pain killer into his injured leg and depressed the plunger.
    “You know I hate that shit.” Drugs messed with his Argoran half but already the meds worked and his lower leg went numb.
    “Deal with it.”

Chapter 4
     
    Sylvie stayed close to Joni as the uniformed men escorted them into a large business complex after a short hover-car ride when they debarked the shuttle. Security codes used at each door hinted at the high level of security in this place. Once inside, another code opened the elevator doors.
    “Where are we and why are we here?” Sylvie asked, glancing around. Conversation had been kept to a minimum during the flight followed by covert looks on the drive over.
    The place had the innocent appearance of a corporate office building one would find on Earth but without the employees or furniture. Miniature cameras in the ceiling recorded their every move, the overall silence of the place unnerving her.
    “You’re at a Jutak facility. We have a medical center where you’ll both be treated.”
    This from the tall blond with dashing blue eyes. A friendly smile stretched across his attractive features. At one point in her past, he would have been the type of man to attract Sylvie back on Earth. Clean cut and smooth, his looks an excellent complement to the gentle manner he used toward her and Joni. He was a team lead but she wasn’t quite sure what that meant. Arak had called him Jaron and the other man Faruk. Faruk had blond hair too but more a white-blond and his gray eyes constantly scanned around them. The two could have been brothers with their similar coloring.
    Neither of them entranced her as much as Arak though. He hobbled into the elevator with the help of the fourth man, Kyele. His friend propped him against the inner wall. Rivulets of blue ran down his leg and plopped on the tiled floor of the elevator. From the pain lines etched on his face and the tight press of his lips, Sylvie figured she was correct in assuming the blue liquid was alien blood. Huddled next to Joni in a far corner, she unobtrusively gazed around the elevator at the men dressed in black. Weapons covered a good portion of their body from knives with weirdly shaped handles strapped to their thighs and calves to the blue-black laser blasters holstered around their hips.
    Aliens. Most of the humanoid species from other worlds bore a passing resemblance to human men on Earth and some were clearly far away from the realm of anything she could have imagined. Like the Chamele who’d owned her with his ever changing skin tones, the Marenians with the sharp thrust of horns from their temples and many others. Except these aliens, soldiers, she corrected, appeared human. If one discounted the blue blood.
    The elevator dinged and the doors opened with a metallic hum. Sylvie stepped through keeping a wary eye on their little group but it was Jaron again who took the lead. “We have