In the scrub room the Doctor grabbeda surgical razor and hoped in the shower. “Why don’tyou join me Jenni!?” she yelled over the noi...se of theshower. Unsure what to think Jenni just said, “No thank you.” Dr. Nikki emerged from the shower clean and shavenbare. She walked out the door straight for the storageroom. Jenni’s eyes widened and she followed. In thestorage room Dr. Nikki walked out across the catwalk,blew Jenni a kiss and dived right in, head first. " Winnie?" I hope so. I haven't asked her. I haven't spoken to her since yesterday. And right now I'm at work, so I can't stay on the phone." Okay. But I wish it were me." Try to be a little less aggressive. There's someone out there for you." Right."It wasn't noon yet, but I decided to go to lunch. I asked the volunteer at the information desk and she suggested "bland Mexican" at the Cafe Pacifico or yum cha at the Bodhi Bar where the service was slow. Other nearby places were "dearer," though. Unbidden, I found my mind drifting back to the grilling I'd received soonafter arriving here. I stood before a table behind which sat Wing-Commander Compton, our senior officer, flanked by two junior officers.Such interviews were fairly standard, a way of getting the measure of aman, but they were by no means a mere formality."So you speak fluent German, do you?" Yes, sir. I picked it up when my family lived here for several yearsduring the thirties when my father worked for a German company.". I lowered mygaze and saw that my skin was pale and hairless. I started to pull onthe restraints that held my wrists and felt my wrists pulling free. Thefigure that had been me leant forward and tightened the straps re-securing me. I started to struggle, my confusion at what was happeningto me now turning to panic.The person sitting astride me spoke, removing the chain from around hisneck as he did. It was my face that moved and my voice that emittedfrom the lips but it was on someone else, 'I.