<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150421.msg7021228#msg7021228">Quote from: Isobel on 05-10-2012, 00:32:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Emily</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>In her boat</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>On her way to Chrissie</strong></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">She had to slow for the narrow channel at the top of Surprise Lake, then she was out into Biscayne Bay and could open the throttles again.  If she was honest it wasn't really incredibly urgent, whether she got there in twenty minutes or thirty, but it SEEMED urgent!  Poor Chrissie!  It could be so scary, she knew, the feeling of being targeted by some unknown, aggressive and malevolent man.  Well, Emily knew how to find out stuff, even if she didn't know to start with. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">And to be honest she did just like speed!  Ripping over the water with the engines at maximum.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">This would be about internet addresses, or something.  An address that could be traced, with the right resources.  Then...he could be stopped.  Stopped.  She had never done a job that The Family hadn't asked for, but if ever there was a time...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">There were there already.  Emily thottled back to steer into the marina, navigated to her berth, reversed in and tied up.  Gathered up her stuff, took the key and stepped onto the quay.  Susan would make sure it was left in a reasonable state, and she could come back and close it up properly tomorrow.  </span><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Chrissie was already expecting her at the front door. In her hand, she had a small suitcase - probably one of her dad's - which seemed like it could contain a laptop. She waved at Emily as soon as she noticed the car, and ran towards her.<br/>"I'm so glad you're here!", she blurted out. "I had no idea what to do, like, at all! I can't even tell my brother... if he hears at all, he'd probably kill the guy!"