Mona giggled softly. It never failed! The super-secret service line - I know something that I can't tell you or I could but then I'd have to fuck you senseless to make you forget it!<br/><br/>"Not here..." she whispered conspiratorially. "You never know who's listening." Her hand slipped into her bag and palmed the dummy bug she used in case they doubted her at this point. In fact, the thing was the speaker from a set of old fashioned ear-bud earphones. Modern surveillance technology was, she knew, far more advanced than this - which looked SOOO twentieth century! But it was amazing how well it worked.<br/><br/>She kept the little speaker palmed though, fort the moment... "Let's go back to my place. I know it's safe to talk there...!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Approximately eight hours after these events took place, the airship with the rest of the team from London cruised sedately across the Trinidad coastline at an altitude of about 5,000 feet. Anne smiled and put the ship back on autopilot, leaving the cockpit. "OKAY PEOPLE!" she called out, "WAKEY WAKEY and report to the cargo bay on the double!"<br/><br/>She headed there herself making sure Iffy relayed the message for her.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Every one to the cargo bay, please. The Major says anyone not there within two minutes will regret it for the rest of their life.</span></span>