"This is going to be another one of those I-won't-know-what's-going-on-for-awhile kind of things, isn't it?"Arnele looked at him and laughed, her eyes... loudest. "Oh, no! For all the risk I'm asking, it's best you know everything."A moment of silence past between them, save the music as counterpoint to the squeaks and rubs of the exercise machines. Michael, that moment spent suppressing a chill that insisted on crawling up his spine, managed in an impressively calm way, "Risk?" "Risk," Arnele. You will just be younger is all," Rala said."What about me?" Amber asked."You will become a doctor when I'm done with you. To help you in your new profession I give you this," Rala said.She pointed to her right and a Dodge truck appeared. Attached to the truck was a thirty foot trailer that stood eighteen feet tall."Wow, how did you do that?" Amber asked."Molecular transportation," Rala replied and then added, "That is your new surgical trailer. It is stocked with everything you will ever need.. ’ ‘Thank you Susan, you are so sweet. For the past year I’d lived in a near-derelict cottage caring for my ailing father who’d had a second stroke and he died a month ago. My mother was American and had me thirty-years ago when she was thirty-seven at her mother’s home on Long Island and we returned to England when I was three months old. She died from influenza three years ago. The cottage is on Horseshoe Rd, just a wee way out of Pode Hole which is in East Midlands, a little over 100 miles. “Not off the top of my head. We’re still in Magistrate waters. They might be difficult sometimes, but they do a very good job of driving off the more exotic threats.” Jack leaned back and looked up at the sky, thinking.“I’m usually pretty up to date on those stories, and I haven’t heard of anything new,” Will said, half to himself.“If it was a ghost ship, it was a remarkably clean and solid looking one,” Jack said. Will nodded his agreement.“Might not be anything, and if it is there’s nothing.