<strong>Susan Cochrane<br/>In Emily's boat<br/> failing to resist Mari's feral magnetism, but still thinking rationally</strong><br/><br/>"I'm going to move now."  She cautiously rose to her feet, still keeping her hands in sight.  With difficulty, she took her eyes off the newcomer and took a close look at Emily.  "Sunglasses, light sensitivity will be a problem for you."  Her own had managed to stay on her head, she lifted them out of her hair, settled them into place over Emily's eyes.  "Better?"  She had taken a good look at her friends pupils, both seemed to be reacting normally to bright light.  Good.<br/><br/>"The only one who knows what happened is you."  Looking thoughtfully at the bronzed amazon.  "I think we should lie low for a while, tie up someplace and think this through."  Still not quite admitting even to herself that Emily was a hitwoman.  "Whoever set up the hit... this just doesn't feel right. Something might be going on on a deeper level.  Look,  I'm Susan, this is Emily,  tell us your name!"<br/><br/>