<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> Lana Meyer </span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> 'Ghost ' </span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/ef83644e-b81e-4c18-a36f-83c777a6137e_zps8d502a8f.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Lana shook her head as Karra had understood her wrong. Sam was of no concern for her either. That story was over, she just feared that the Captain would worry too much about her ruining Sam's life somehow. But she didn't, Sam ruined his life all by himself.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, Sam is of no concern for me too. I just wanted to say to you that Sam Johnson has no honest streak in his blood. He promised me that you were of no more interest to him after he met me and I am thankful, that I witnessed this scene, because now I  know that he lied to me. And I could never live with a man who lies to me when it pleases him. Thank you, Captain, for saving me of a fault."</span><br/><br/>When Karra changed the topic she followed it. She had no interest to speak about Sam Johnson any longer.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"The plane's defenses look good. But if I were you, I wouldn't rely on them. If a small group attacks you take them out from the distance. If it is a big group run. This plane won't help you against those weapons they have."</span></div>