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    Lafon looked at her and then shrugged. “I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you.
    Down to the right are three eating lounges, the training facility, and the briefing auditorium. On this end is the bar. This is where you will be stationed.”
    “Stationed?”
    “Yes. You're a gift to the man who runs the bar, Agnus. He could use someone of your…looks to work in the bar.”
    Mikayla sneered at the way his gaze roamed over her body, his eyes sparking with lust. A shiver of disgust and fear snaked down her spine. Hopefully, bartending is all I'll be doing here, she thought. Heading to the left, they entered a massive pair of double doors.

    “Agnus, we're here,” Lafon yelled.
    “Be right there.” She heard someone say from another room. While waiting, she took a moment to look around.
    This bar was the largest she had ever seen. And she'd certainly seen her fair share.
    Greg's favorite pastime had been barhopping, and he always dragged her along for the ride.
    On the main floor was a huge square island made of dark wood, smack in the middle of the room. It had stools all around it, and there were at least sixty tables scattered around the floor.
    Behind the island was a wide staircase that led to the second level. It circled the room on all four sides with a beautifully decorated railing that reminded her of something one would see in a Spanish-style home. It had tables as well, but it also had couches and chairs spread about in small conversation areas. But what caught her attention was the window. It was amazing. It ran the whole length of the wall in front of them and went from floor to ceiling. From this window was also a perfect view of Earth.
    “What have you got for me, Lafon?” Agnus asked.
    Mikayla turned to see who had spoken, and her eyes widened slightly in surprise.
    He was not what she had expected. Before her stood a man, not much taller than her and at least sixty, maybe seventy, years old. He was thin with short gray hair and light blue eyes. He might not look too bad, Mikayla thought, if he wouldn't frown like that.
    “This is the woman I told you about.”
    Agnus looked her over. “What's your name, girl?”
    “Mikayla.” She looked Agnus over exactly as he had her, refusing to let him intimidate her.
    A small smile tugged at Agnus's lips. “Well, Mikayla, welcome to the prime minister's Destroyer, Shlictah . Have you ever worked a bar before?”
    “Actually, I have.”
    “Good, then you'll catch on quickly.”
    She folded her arms in front of her. “What exactly am I supposed to catch on to?” She would refuse to do anything except serve drinks, even if it meant they would kill her. Being the sexual plaything for a bunch of aliens was definitely out of the question.
    Agnus studied her for a moment before answering. “Celine will go over all of that with you in the morning. Right now, I ' ve just closed, and I would like to get some sleep.
    Lafon, take her up to her room and lock her in. I'll let her out when I get up.” He then looked back at Mikayla. “Try to get some sleep as well. Tomorrow will be a busy day.” Grabbing her elbow, Lafon escorted her up the stairs to the second floor. At the top, they took a right and headed for a door at the far end of the room. The door opened on to a long hallway that had three sets of doors down each side. Shoving her inside the first room on the left, he closed the door.

    She turned and hit the door with her fist as the lock beeped, indicating it had been set. Well, she thought, so much for trying to get away while everyone was asleep. With a sigh, she leaned against the door and looked around the small room.
    The walls were the same gray metal as the rest of the ship. She also realized there was no smell here. She hadn't noticed it earlier, for she had been too busy trying to get away. But now the lack of odor was obvious -- especially here in the bar. Most Earth bars held a smell of liquor and smoke. Apparently, the ship had a very