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visited the Hill twice. It made my confinement to the Hill tolerable. Normally, I could only visit Clare between assignments or when I was injured. That sometimes resulted in long intervals between visits and a large dose of anxiety for Clare.
    I'd only been back a few days when I noticed that Diana's face was bruised and she was favoring her left side. I pulled Herbert aside.
    "How did Diana get hurt?" I asked out of curiosity. Witton or the Committee would eventually want me to write a paper on the program I developed and the subsequent results it produced. Diana had proved reasonable at self-defense.
    "Not in class. Probably some out of class argument, which she lost," he shrugged. Fights outside of class occasionally happened and the Kazaks usually ignored them. Candidates had to learn to look after themselves. However, I wondered if the mingling of the sexes might not have introduced another element. I know I had some problems resulting directly from being female. That night I picked a shaded spot over-looking a secluded area about a hundred yards from the barracks and sat. At dawn, I rose and spent the day monitoring the students. I made no distinction between the men or women. The self-defense component had been introduced as the second year started and it was interesting to see the effect of Gabe and Jianyu's training. It appeared to have had the desired effect and the women were doing quite well. For the next week, I slept in the area I had selected. On the sixth night, I came fully awake when I heard the struggle in the distance.
    "Diana wouldn't cooperate, and you saw what happened to her. You heard the Kazaks, no one helps anyone, and so no one's going to help you." The men laughed as the woman struggled to get free. She managed to break free about halfway to my position. She swept through one's legs causing him to fall. He didn't let go until she kicked him in the ribs. The other one pulled her towards him and punched her in the face. She staggered backward. When he grabbed her and pulled her towards him, she let him and drove her head into his face. Jianyu would be pleased with her performance. However, she should have continued the attack until they were disabled-or dead. Instead, she backed away.
    "You'll pay for this." He wiped blood from his nose, while his buddy rose holding his ribs. "When I'm through, you're going to be our ho, and I'm going to rent you out. They spread out each with a knife in his hand. I took aim. Bang. Bang. The two men fell. Megan looked around wildly. When she eventually found me, she walked over and bowed.
    "That was well done," I said. "Master Jianyu would have been pleased. However, you should have finished them after you had gained the advantage. Consider that the next time you meditate."
    Seconds later three Kazak appeared, guns drawn. I could see students looking out the doors and windows. Fred looked in my direction.
    "Master Lynn." He nodded to me. "You seem to have everyone's attention."
    "I guess you might as well get them all out here." I rose and walked down to the two dead bodies. I had hit both in the head. Jessie would have approved. He had always said I was a lousy shot. Compared to him I was. He could hit a humming bird at a hundred yards. I couldn't scare one at that distance. With effort, I had improved over the years but usually tended to shoot chest, head, chest for safety, unless they are close. I missed Jessie. He had died defending a client against a Ghost Assassin. Master Johar appeared as the students were accumulating.
    "You appeared to have found two of our candidates flawed-"
    "She shot them from cover. Diana invited them to-" A tall, lanky young shouted as he approached us out of the growing group of spectators. The two dead men were probably his friends. His rant was cut short as Herbert swept his feet from under him and caught him with a back fist on the way down.
    "As Kazak Herbert has so eloquently demonstrated," Johar said quietly into the silence,