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Subject: {ASSM} New: Who Wants To Rule The World Part 2 ( mc, nc, mf, ff )
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Who Wants To Rule The World?  Part 2 ( mc, nc, mf, ff )
Farleven   ( farleven@yahoo.com )
May 2002
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A rush of cold air across her chest woke Jenny from another slumber.  
After the man had left, Jenny and Sarah had each cleaned the other out, 
though Jenny had to fight down her revulsion at tonguing her friend's 
sticky slit.  They'd waited patiently for Holli to return as they'd 
been told she would, but after a while they both drifted off to sleep 
on opposite sides of the bed.  Neither was incredibly comfortable with 
the other after their shared humiliation and intimacy, and few words 
were spoken till they drifted off.  They both rested, but strange 
dreams flowed through them, and though neither girl could remember, 
they each had shivers just from the thought of them.

"Hello again, girls."  Holli smiled.  She was still naked, aside from 
her glasses, and standing off to the side of the bed.  "I'm sorry I was 
so late, but I had more important duties to attend to.  Unfortunately, 
that doesn't leave me much time right now, but I will answer whatever 
questions you have before we have to be moving again."

Jenny lifted out of her waking haze fastest and sifted out her most 
important questions.  "What is going on?  Why are we here?"

Holli grinned and sat down on the side of the bed.  "That's simple, you 
two caught Master's attention when he was out and he acquired you.  You 
are here to provide entertainment for him and I think you're already 
well aware of how he intends to use you.  Your first time is always 
under his full control, just so you know how much power he has, and how 
good he can make you feel.  After that you can choose to resist, 
sometimes he will allow it and sometimes he will punish you.  
Punishment is always the same, making you want the very thing you 
resisted, you can recognize that it isn't how you should feel but you 
won't want to feel differently."

"So he wants us as some kind of sex slaves?" Jenny continued.  It was 
just too much to believe, but her memories of her last encounter with 
him didn't give her reason to doubt it.  She winced as she thought 
about what she'd been made to do, and wondered how she could choose not 
to resist such degradation even if it was the only thing that would 
keep her from having her mind messed with like Sarah's had.

"Yes, and you will serve him one way or the other.  You'll get used to 
it, or you'll be made to love it.  Eventually he may tire of you and 
then you'll be sold to the highest bidder or given away.  Whether you 
like it or not this is your life from now on." Holli continued.  She 
leaned back a bit and spread her legs, talking about this always made 
her very horny.  Holli reached between her thighs and quickly found the 
small outer hook of her walking dildo.  She gasped openly as she pulled 
it out and began slowly fucking herself with it.  "Please excuse me, 
but all the talk of sex slaves really gets me horny and I need to 
indulge myself.  I know how weird all of this must be for you but 
that's how it is here."

Jenny just sat on the bed awestruck as Holli fucked herself as if it 
was perfectly normal to do such things openly.  "Doesn't any of this 
bother you?"

"When I think about it hard, I know that it should, but Master has 
removed all of my reservations so I can be a good assistant.  I've been 
here for almost five years now, and I've been his assistant for the 
last three.  It is strange, but I can't think of any other life for 
myself than watching over his harem and getting to feel his nice big 
cock fuck me when I do a good job." Holli answered.  She parted her 
legs some more to get better access and pumped herself even harder.  
She had a life before Master had claimed her, but Holli never really 
though about it much anymore except at times like this.  In a word she 
had been a librarian, and aside from that word, Holli didn't choose to 
further explore the dull life she led before being claimed.

"Oh, please don't say that." Sarah moaned.  Her own pussy was aching 
with need.  It had been too long since it had been wrapped around his 
shaft and Holli's talk of being fucked just reinforced the need that 
Sarah was feeling.  Sarah considered masturbating, but she somehow knew 
that only something hard and thick up her pussy would satisfy her 
craving.  It was an irresistible craving and she felt her pussy just 
drool as she watched Holli using a dildo on her own sopping pussy.

Holli turned to look at Sarah.  She smiled at the girls flushed body, 
obviously Sarah was ready to be fucked by Master like a good slave.  
Holli knew her Master enjoyed playing with shy girls, and Sarah looked 
like an excellent toy for him.  

"What?  You want me to deny just how wonderful it feels to have 
Master's cock stretching my pussy with long hard thrusts?" Holli asked, 
her tone honest.  She wasn't mocking Sarah, rather she was trying to 
bring Sarah to the brink of asking for what she needed.  Sarah's need 
would only eat at her sanity unless it was satiated, and there were 
ways aside from a good fucking to do that.  Sarah needed to know them 
since Master enjoyed his toys at his whim, not theirs.  Finally, 
forcing slaves to ask for their own humiliation was one of Master's 
favorite hobbies, and one that he'd imprinted into Holli once she 
started managing his harem.

Sarah moaned, spreading her legs instinctively as thoughts of being 
ravished again coursed through her mind.  It had been so wonderful, and 
now there was only a painful emptiness between her legs.  Sarah blushed 
at her actions, knowing just how lewdly she was displaying her need, 
but she couldn't control herself either.  

"You resisted him didn't you?  Lied to his first question?  I know just 
how much it hurts right now for you, I did the same thing after he 
claimed me.  That yearning will be with you from now on, but there is a 
way to deal with it when Master isn't ready to use you." Holli 
explained as she eyed the quivering girl before her.  She really did 
sympathize with Sarah's plight.  Holli had lied to him after he'd 
claimed her, and though his methods were far cruder back then, the 
result had been the same.  Holli stopped fucking herself for a moment 
and pulled the dildo fully from her pussy.  She regretted doing so, but 
she would be able to get another and Sarah would need the toy right 
away.

"Please, please tell me.  I feel so empty." Sarah cried.  She felt so 
utterly out of control that it scared her.  It was even worse then 
earlier since she had the full opportunity to consider her behavior 
without his intoxicating presence.  Being fucked wasn't the issue, it 
was how she needed to behave because she wanted to be fucked that 
frightened Sarah.  

"Here, it's a walking dildo for girls like us who have to have 
something in our pussies all the time.  It's nothing special but it 
will help you suppress the urges to a tolerable level." Holli handed 
Sarah her well slikened toy.  Sarah took it and looked at it for a 
moment before spreading her legs wide and sinking the toy into her 
folds.  She cried out in fulfillment, savoring the feeling of having 
her pussy wrapped around an invader just like it was supposed to.

"Thanks." Sarah whimpered, still ashamed of her behavior, but relishing 
the nicely full feeling in her pussy.  As Holli had said, the ache 
didn't disappear, but it was dulled to a tolerable level.  In the end 
it left Sarah feeling like she did whenever she'd spy a cute guy 
between classes and her pussy with heat up.  It wasn't the most 
dignified feeling, but it wasn't all consuming lust either.

Jenny just watched the whole scene in silence, hardly believing what 
was happening to her and Sarah.  It was all so unreal, and watching 
Sarah's lip turn to a big happy smile as she impaled herself on Holli's 
toy didn't help any either.

"So is this all there is?  Just sit around waiting for this guy to 
humiliate us and fuck us whenever he wants and if we fight any of it 
we'll just end up craving it?  Isn't there some way to escape?"  Jenny 
groaned.  Something in her told her that escape wasn't a likely 
possibility.  Anyone who could mess with your mind this much had to be 
able to prevent escape.

"You can walk outside anytime you like.  If you leave the grounds, you 
will automatically punish yourself.  You'll be made to love being a 
slave, and though a few girls have fought that feeling, every escapee 
returned after no more than a week.  Both of you are Master's toys, and 
he'll enjoy you however he wishes.  If you accept that or openly resist 
his commands your life will be pleasant, if not it will be a constant 
torment.  One warning, Master does enjoy challenges, and once he breaks 
a girl, he quickly looses interest.  After that happens it's only a 
matter of time before you'll be sold and there are far worse owners 
than Master." Holli explained.  A slave's existence certainly wasn't 
without it's difficulties, and this was one of the largest about being 
owned by Master.  He didn't mind tossing away toys that no longer 
interested him and their sale brought in lots of money to boot.

Both Jenny and Sarah sobbed at that, everything Holli had told them 
built up to that point of hopelessness.  They both believed her too, 
there was something about her that made them believe her.  That and the 
things they'd both done and been through left both girls with little 
hope and plenty of apprehension.  They seemed to be locked into a fate 
of utter degradation, no matter whether they resisted or not, 
eventually this man would loose interest in them and sell them.  There 
was no escape, or hope only an existence of intimate servitude or worse 
at the hands of this man or others.

Holli looked over both of the new girls and quickly surmised that there 
weren't about to be any more big questions from them for the moment.  
She got to her feet and turned back towards them.  "Alright, it's time 
to go, Jenny needs to go through processing and Master wants you to 
watch, Sarah."

Both girls found themselves following Holli out of the room.  Neither 
wanted to, but both came to their feet before Holli had walked more 
than a few steps.  Jenny stepped up her pace a bit and turned to Holli.  
"What is this processing?"

"You'll find out.  Master doesn't want you informed till the procedure 
is under way." Holli answered.  Master liked to watch and videotape 
slave processing, and enjoyed it especially when the girl didn't know 
what was being done to her.  It titillated Holli as well, watching an 
unprepared girl being made into an even better servant for Master 
always aroused her.  She truly did love her work.

Sarah looked at the decorations with the same morbid fascination that 
Jenny had earlier.  The scenes of fucking sank into her more thoroughly 
though and she found herself instinctively squeezing down on the toy 
lodged comfortably inside her.  Sarah could scarcely believe that she 
was walking around naked with a dildo stuffed between her legs, but in 
light of everything else she almost didn't mind.  Only a day before her 
life had been terribly mundane, and now she was some kind of slave, a 
toy for a sick man to use and she could do nothing to change any of it.

The trip didn't last long and Holli lead the two girls into another 
small room off the main corridor.  A slightly inclined table rested in 
the midst of a huge array of electrical coils.  Jenny and Sarah looked 
on in wonder at the sight for a moment before realizing that this was 
where Jenny was about to be processed.

"Jenny, please lay down on the table and be sure to place your feet in 
the foot rests." Holli instructed.  She walked over to a control panel 
and began entering the configuration information Master had given her 
for Jennifer's processing.  It wasn't unusual for Master to process new 
girls, especially when they were picked up in pairs or groups.  Some 
girls didn't stack up to Master's high standards and sometimes he 
simply enjoyed watching their reaction to the changes in their body 
while he played with them.  Sarah was the pure catch here, and Jenny 
just a convenient, and enjoyable addition that would be molded for more 
specific service to Master.

"Please, you don't have to do this to me!" Jenny whined as she walked 
over and stepped onto the table, being sure to place her feet 
appropriately.  Once she did she felt horribly exposed, but as earlier 
she couldn't find any will power to resist Holli's instructions.  This 
must be one case where their supposed freedom to resist wasn't granted, 
and Jenny could understand it.  There were some things that resistance 
just prolonged that weren't choices, and Holli probably didn't have all 
day to deal with unruly slaves.  None of that helped Jenny feel any 
better as she felt the table being moved into a horizontal position.  
She wondered just what was going to be done to her, she remembered him 
saying something was going to be done about her breasts and Jenny 
figured that was what the processing was going to be about.

"Of course I do, it is Master's will.  This is going to feel strange, 
but it won't be painful." Holli told the new slave as she activated the 
processing mechanism.  She quivered with anticipation, watching a 
slave's processing always got her hot.  It was as much a display of 
Master's power as when he fucked his slaves, and Holli couldn't help 
but respond to displays of Master's power.

Jenny flinched as she felt and heard an electrical hum coming from the 
coils ringing the table.  She wondered just what was going to happen 
when she felt a tingle flow through her entire body.  If she could 
have, Jenny would have been squirming, but her body was locked in 
place.  The strange sensations quickly intensified, especially in her 
breasts, between her legs and through her waist.  Jenny also felt the 
tingle in her throat as she wondered just what was happening to her.  
Then, suddenly Jenny felt her entire body quake with a massive orgasm 
that simply consumed her entire being.  

Holli watched as Jenny's eyes rolled back in her head as the changes to 
her body started.  Holli knew from experience just how pleasurable such 
changes could be.  She had found herself on that table many times since 
she had been claimed, and each time was a wonderful experience.  
Silently, Holli wondered just how long it would be till she would be 
honored with another visit of her own.  At least until then she had the 
chance to live vicariously through all the girls she processed and that 
was a pleasure of its own.

With everything else that had happened to her in the last day, Sarah 
didn't think she could be surprised again.  Watching Jenny's flesh 
being molded right before her was enough to shock her though, and Sarah 
shuddered at the callous way such miraculous technology was being used.  
Sarah only hoped that Jenny would be all right and that she wouldn't 
have to be next any time soon.

The process didn't last very long, and Jenny found herself drifting out 
of a seemingly perpetual release.  She opened her eyes and was pleased 
that she had control of herself again.  Jenny waited until the table 
had been leaned back into a nearly standing position before she dared 
to look down at her body.  She still felt rather normal so she could 
only hope it was not very drastic.

The first things to greet her were her breasts.  Jenny had always had 
firm little breasts, they suited her frame well, but didn't grab 
attention.  The breasts that Jenny saw rising from her chest now were 
certainly not anything like the ones that used to be there.  They were 
two impossibly perfect half globes each slightly larger than a 
softball, tipped with rather large perky nipples at their peaks.  Jenny 
cupped them with her hands to confirm they were real with a gentle 
squeeze.  Her tits were perfectly smooth now, and still felt firm to 
the touch, what surprised Jenny the most was that her touch no effect 
on her libido even though she watched as the already stiff nipples 
poked out even more lewdly.  She'd always been very sensitive to having 
her breasts caressed and now she didn't feel anything as she squeezed 
into the twin orbs on her chest.

With her first obstacle down, Jenny bent over and looked down at 
between her legs.  Her old furry slit had been replaced with two 
hairless and engorged looking lips.  The real shock was the rather 
large nub at the top of her slit that Jenny knew had to be her 
clitoris.  Her apprehension already consuming her Jenny quickly ran a 
hand down between her legs to confirm her worst fears.  She ran her 
hand over her new slit, find her pussy already leaking with her juices, 
but no matter where her fingers ran or what they did Jenny could feel 
nothing more than the immediate tactile sensation of her fingers 
exploration.  Even the slick bulbous head of her new clit didn't react 
as she rubbed her fingers across it.

Jenny turned towards Holli and Sarah.  She could hardly believe just 
how radically her body had been changed, but was truly bothered that 
she couldn't feel anything from it.  She looked at Holli with her 
concern burning in her eyes.

"May this slave know why she has been denied the pleasures of her own 
flesh?" Jenny heard a light, nearly angelic, voice say from her own 
throat.  Jenny instantly threw her hands around her neck in shock both 
at the sound of her own voice and the strange words she'd spoken.  "Why 
does this slave's voice sound so wonderfully sweet and lovely and say 
things in this strange way?"

Holli smiled as she watched Jenny's reaction to her changes.  Most 
girls had much the same reaction, but it was something that Holli 
always enjoyed watching.  She knew it was another of Master's 
modifications that she loved being a part of enslaving other women, but 
she was happy she could enjoy it.  "You have been processed to be a 
pixie servant for Master.  Your new body is designed to demonstrate his 
power and his prowess for his enjoyment and that of his guests.  Your 
voice and mannerisms have been changed so that you will more ready 
fulfill your duties regardless of your willingness to resist him.  Now 
come here."

Jenny pulled herself from the table and found herself strutting sexily 
over to Holli.  She tried to walk normally, but it felt almost 
painfully wrong to do anything other than swing her hips enticingly as 
she walked.  She also was sure to jut out her breasts and smiled a sly, 
knowing smile as she walked.  Jenny knew this was all part of the 
control placed over her, but it didn't help her like it any more.  She 
didn't have to imagine much to know just what kind of entertainment she 
would be providing in her new form and dreaded what she was being made 
into.

"Don't be worried about not being able to feel pleasure, while you can 
no longer pleasure yourself, you will react even more strongly to the 
touch of another." Holli explained as she reached up and grabbed each 
of Jenny's globes in her hands and gently squeezed.  She loved the feel 
of the breasts Jenny now had, they were so firm and smooth.  Holli had 
been given a pair like them in the past, though she hadn't been 
prevented from masturbatory pleasure.  She smiled fondly as she 
explored her memories and Jenny's new bosom at the same time.

Jenny's eyes rolled back as pure pleasure flowed from her breasts.  
She'd never felt anything like that before, and she felt herself cum 
just from that one squeeze.  Her light new voice sang out with a 
heavenly melody as she quivered in orgasm.  It was an angelic melody 
more attuned to cloud tops then a woman's cry of release and it filled 
the room with a divine feeling.

"I just love these pixie breasts, and you will too.  I wish I had mine 
back almost every day." Holli stated wistfully as she pulled her hands 
away.  "Now that your ready it's time for you to go to the harem bed 
chambers where all of Master's slaves wait when he has no use for 
them." 

Holli lead the two stunned girls back out of the room.  Sarah was 
shivering in fear at what she'd seen Jenny reduced to in mere moments.  
She wondered just how much of Jenny's self was left intact after what 
had been done to her, and Sarah feared it was more than Jenny would 
really have wanted.  The fact that such a fate could befall her as well 
left Sarah all the more concerned and all the more aware of the dildo 
pressed wonderfully deep inside her at that very moment.

The sounds of an angelic choir greeted the girls' ears as Holli opened 
the door at the end of a long hallway.  Jenny and Sarah looked in to 
the room before them and took in the sight of their new home.  It was 
lavishly ornate, built to the same standards as the rest of the 
building.  Shallow pools ran through the center dotted with statue 
fountains of stunningly beautiful naked women.  The room was filled 
with pillowed beds as well as plants and ferns.  The final content of 
the room was the women, dozens at least, all naked and laid out on the 
beds or in the pools, some relaxing and some enjoying more carnal 
delights in pairs or groups.  Several girls who had been processed as 
Jenny had ringed the room and sang out with their music of ecstasy as 
other women played with them.  Their voices played together in perfect 
harmony with that enchanting melody.  It was nearly enough for Sarah 
and Jenny both to forget their own misfortunes just to listen to such 
divine music.  

"This will be your home until Master wishes otherwise.  Feel free to do 
as you please until summoned, this is your sanctuary and there is no 
punishment for your actions within, unless it is directly against the 
commands of Master." Holli explained.  Sarah and Jenny would be allowed 
to follow their own will, aside from Jenny's more dramatic changes.  It 
was always fascinating to watch what a new pixie slave would do, as the 
exquisite pleasure they could enjoy was completely offered only at the 
hands of another.  Holli wondered how long Jenny would resist indulging 
herself, almost none of the older slaves had any objections to enjoying 
the flesh of another woman so it was only Jenny's will that mattered to 
her fate.

Sarah and Jenny stood silently just inside the doors as Holli pulled 
them close as she left.  It was a surreal moment without direction.  
Neither had any idea what they would do with themselves after all 
they'd been put through.  It was simply unreal to have a choice again.

Sarah was the first to pull herself together.  She turned to Jenny with 
obvious concern.  "Are you okay, Jenny?"

"No, this pixie slave isn't fine!" Jenny chimed merrily with her new 
singsong voice.  She reached up and cupped her breasts.  "She has these 
nice new breasts and juicy pussy and can only speak like some merry 
sprite.  She can't even refer to herself as anything other than a 
slave!" Jenny tried to sound sarcastic, but both her tone and body 
language remained inviting.  It was the most exacerbating experience in 
her life.  Nothing she tried to say came out the way she intended, 
though she could still make her point be understood.  It was all so 
horrible that Jenny simply welled up with tears, she couldn't sob, but 
tears ran down her cheeks as everything suddenly sank into her.

"I'm so sorry." Sarah cried, wrapping herself around Jenny with a big 
hug.  Her own fears were looming large inside her as well, and she 
needed to be held by a friend just as much as she wanted to comfort 
Jenny.  The whole experience was overwhelming, and this time more than 
any other Sarah needed her friend.

Jenny winced as her new flesh reacted instantly to the contact with 
Sarah's.  Every place her friend touch lit up with sensual warmth.  Her 
breasts ached with sudden pleasure as Sarah pressed her chest into 
Jenny's.  She shuddered at the strange feelings flowing through her, 
but didn't pull away from Sarah's hold.  Jenny needed to be held, to be 
comforted, and knew that Sarah needed the same right now.  Jenny 
wrapped her arms around her friend and simply enjoyed the warmth of 
compassion.

Their fate was sealed, and all they could do was wait now.  This man, 
their Master, would likely come for them soon, they realized.  They 
were new toys and for a man as fickle as he seemed, new toys would be 
enjoyed far more often and thoroughly than old.  Both girls lamented 
this, even as their roles seamed different, neither fate was appealing.  
Now, finally, there was nothing more they could do except try to draw 
strength from the other and see what new humiliation was to come.

***


"So what is this lead?" Mel asked as she drove her partner into an 
office parking lot.  It hadn't taken Marcus long to find a lead worth 
checking up on and they'd went off as soon as he had an address.

"Dr. Alex Northing.  He's the lead developer at CyDine Nanotech.  He 
worked with Patrick Larange on an earlier nanotech project and Patrick 
is one of a handful of highly qualified Nanotech designers whose 
whereabouts aren't known.  I also need to see a sample of his work if I 
can get my hands on it.  None of the other major developers matched the 
samples taken from Wendy." Marcus explained.  It hadn't been easy 
putting everything together or doing a detailed cross comparison of the 
nanobots taken from Wendy with the far less advanced samples the Bureau 
had from known developers.  Whoever had designed the devices used to 
transform Wendy had made a leap in nanotech design, and that was a 
scary notion in its own right.

Mel just took in the information and began doing her own comparisons.  
The suspicious disappearances were all centered in the American 
Midwest, though several had occurred outside that ring, even as far as 
Europe and China but nearly all occurred in the Midwest.  The fact that 
Patrick had done his research in St. Louis and disappeared from there 
lent further credence to him being behind it, but it was still just a 
theory at this point.

Mel and Marcus flashed FBI badges and were quickly escorted up to Dr. 
Northing's office.  The Bureau always operated under the cover of the 
local national investigatory agency to help them blend in and get them 
the access they needed.  They did try to keep from identifying 
themselves when ever possible, but it made questioning people a lot 
easier to have a badge.

Northing's secretary buzzed them in as soon as they got there and the 
two agents strolled into his office.  Northing was obviously more a 
scientist than manager, as his entire office was littered with 
technical documentation.  Papers and files were stacked or scattered 
over everything including his extra chairs.  Northing had obviously not 
expected them and was bent over a couple chairs cleaning them off.

"Good Morning, good morning, please excuse the mess, I don't often have 
visitors here, but I hear you want to know about Patrick." Northing 
welcomed without turning away from his task.  

"Yes, Dr., I was interested in the work he did with you at the 
University." Marcus said.

"Of course, of course, we worked several years together.  Not much 
accomplished though, always something going wrong.  Patrick always kept 
at it though, he was very determined.  Not that I'm not mind you, but 
there was just a seriousness to him, you understand." Northing 
continued as he backed away from the now cleaned off chairs and 
beckoned for the Agents to sit down.

Mel and Marcus looked at the now doubly high pile of file folders on 
each side of the chairs and decided it was safer to remain standing.

"Yes, Dr.  just what was he serious about?" Marcus asked.  He already 
knew the basics of the project, but he didn't want to make Northing 
suspicious and sometimes-mundane questions have interesting answers.

"Well, he always had a fondness for direct genetic tinkering.  We were 
trying to determine if we could employ nano bots to conduct genetic 
repair, prevent aging and disease.  We weren't supposed to actually 
alter genes, just repair them as they were damaged, you see.  Patrick 
though, he was always tinkering in his spare time with some of the 
research animals.  Always a problem that was, I always dreaded calls 
from the directors after he stayed late." Northing explained.

"Did he ever give you any reasons for his experiments?" Mel asked.  
Half the reason for coming was to see if Patrick would have had intent 
to do anything like what had been done to Wendy.

"No, no, he never did.  I tried to ask him, but he would just get a 
look in his eyes.  I don't know just how it looked, but I always felt 
like some bug he wanted to squish.  He did good work though, and even 
for his liberal use of our equipment he did get the University a major 
grant and gave us a lot of wonderful ideas.  If it hadn't been for that 
fire we'd already have the fountain of youth mind you!" Northing 
exclaimed.

"What fire?" Marcus asked.

"It was right after Patrick left for a new position somewhere, I don't 
remember quite where he said he was going, but it destroyed the lab and 
most of the equipment and prototypes Patrick had developed.  It wasn't 
a total loss though, we still had a lot of his records on file and 
we've already gone a long way to reconstructing his work.  It's too bad 
we couldn't get him to come back, but we kind of lost track of him 
right after the fire." Northing explained.

"Do you have any of the records or work samples that I could look at?" 
Marcus asked.

"Oh, yes, some, you understand the restrictions we have around here on 
research, but I can let you look at some of my records from my project 
with Patrick.  Those aren't completely confidential.  What do you want 
such things for anyway?" Northing asked.

"Just routine research on nano technology.  We like to keep at abreast 
of the latest advances so that we can be ready to counter any possible 
criminal uses." Marcus replied.  That wasn't entirely untrue and should 
help keep him from getting too suspicious.

"I see, makes sense, I can just imagine the things I could do if I 
didn't mind the risks." Northing replied wistfully.  "I'll get those 
records right away for you."

Before Mel or Marcus could stop him, he was out of the office on his 
errand, leaving the two alone.

"So what do you think?" Markus asked.  

"I think we may have found our man, if the tech matches up." Mel 
replied.  She wasn't completely certain, but there were enough strange 
pieces and coincidences that Patrick certainly looked like a prime 
suspect.

"I agree, so that means we have to go looking for him now.  I think I 
can come up with some possibilities, assuming he still needs to get 
supplies through normal channels." Marcus concurred with his partner.  
It wasn't impossible to ship goods secretly, that was the whole slave 
trade after all, but some of the goods that Patrick would need were 
uncommon enough that it was possible to track him back that way.  That 
was presuming he still needed such materiel anymore.

Mel understood, there wasn't much doubt about the possibilities.  She 
only hoped he could be tracked down soon so he could be brought to 
heel.  That was assuming that Patrick was actually the man behind all 
of this.  If he wasn't at least it was one lead less to investigate, 
but speed was of the essence, or else more girls could fall prey to 
him.

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