"<em>I</em>was, yes. It seems that when we went to transfer her, the receiving party wasn't quite as careful, despite our warnings. Less than five minutes later and, well..." she replied, scrambling to get her clothes on.<br/><br/>"Back to the car. It's fast, and armored. I'll set up some bribes to get us a clear route back home, then straight into a shuttle, to orbit. And then we're getting the hell out of here. We're a lot harder to catch when we're not sitting ducks, and it's a big world; she probably has no idea where to start, but I'm not taking<em>any</em>chances. We'll lay low for a few weeks, and hopefully, someone will catch her."