“Mrs Smith you need to understand something, we are quiet callous you were told to obey us, you refused a direct instruction, you failed to comply, ...instantly, you were warned.” Your cheeks are pulled apart and a small nozzle is pushed into your rectum, lubrication fluid is pumped deep inside, the snap of examination gloves makes you tense. “Mrs Smith I’m going to give you an anal internal push out as though you are going to the toilet, you stiffen ”do it now or I will slap you again, you have. That would give you 50-55 percent of the largest company on the planet. I sure you can understand what that would be worth in terms of dollars and cents young man”Sean was stunned into silence. He sat there looking at Mr. Kirkwood, unable to say a word. Then his wits slowly returned to him. “Are you trying to tell me that, you are buying me out in an attempt to hand over LDC to me?”“In a sense, yes, but that is not the entire reason”“What then is the entire reason this offer, you’re not known. The captain watched quietly, leaning forward on the rail of his small quarterdeck and looking up at the masthead pennants from time to time. The purser ducked back into his small cabin.Mr. Philips put his rope end under the stump of his missing arm and examined the knife taken from Sean O'Malley. "Appears to be blood on it, sir, fresh blood I'd say." He handed it up to the captain, hilt first. Meanwhile Michael Quinn extricated a thin, flexible blade from his belt, and the mate put that up on. He walked in-between the walls listening for the intruder. He heard him in Paul's bedroom. He looked through a spy hole and spotted him at Paul's desk. He recognized him as one of the men that helped Max escape. He waited patiently for the man known to him as One to leave the room. He silently followed One down the hallway. One slipped into Paul's office not realizing Nick was right behind him. Nick pulled out a garrote from his pocket. He slipped silently behind One. In a swift deft motion, he.