An inner alarm went off. Jennifer’s mind raced as she reached for options, catching none. Still hoping to get herself out of the situation, she proffered a suggestion, “Well, you took care of that. I planned to negotiate with him but, if you like, and you have the information I need, I can negotiate with you instead.” She hoped her voice sounded more confident than she felt. She sighed heavily to ease the stress. Trying to turn the conversation, she said, “you do know why he was here, don’t you? Do you know which pier the shipment will arrive on?” She still thought the drugs coming into the country from South America were the whole game she had stumbled onto.<br/><br/>She waited for his response, peering into the dark, literally blinded by her position in the light. She heard him rustle faintly but couldn’t be certain of his exact position. She struggled to see the door but could not.