“Leica, this is Kevin; Kevin, Leica.”“Nice to meet you.”“Same here. Won’t you sit down?”“Thank you.”“So....”“Let me be direct.... I want to get with you. What do you say?”“Well, aren’t you the silver tongued devil.”“Well, I don’t see any point in wasting time. We both know why we’re here.”“That’s true enough. So you wanna go?”“Fine by me.”With that, we got up and moved toward the door. He didn’t say a word as we left the club and went next door. The old lady greeted me with a pleasant smile and. Whether a simple number greater than zero represented a body killed or a status to be held, it would merely perpetuate what was already grotesque into a lust for killing that knew no end. So killing men for a shot at luring a legitimate woman in his bed was certainly no match to the logic of trying, at least, to finagle a woman away from another man, as this could be done without having the blood of a complete genocide on his hands.So somehow Charlie Zero decided that he must avoid killing. But the form this would take much depended on the Princess's mood.The personal galley ship of Princess Alexena, called the Circe, was a considerably smaller and far more luxuriously appointed version of the war galley vessels of the main fleet. It had a single, square rigged sail of purple cloth but this was rarely hoisted as the ruler of Barbaria preferred to be propelled by twenty galley slaves, there being ten oars on each side of the vessel, one slave to an oar, since these two, were. Red lines crisscrossed it in every direction and wherever they intersected was an orange dot.I thought immediately of my pal Bernie. If anybody could figure out what was wrong with this ... whatever it was ... it was Bernie. We'd met in college taking a course in creative writing. He was studying Information Technology, but needed a few electives to round out his schedule. Since I was majoring in Journalism, I helped him with the assignments and he did his best to teach me about computers.After.