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January 28, 2008

Dave: On His Majesty's Secret Service

Her mission was near complete.  She'd managed to get to the little town in time for the pirate raid, allowing herself to be captured.  Now she was queued for the auction block, their eyes hot upon her, though only one pair interested her.  She'd been well briefed on what he liked -- her make-up, her auburn-dyed locks, her dress ... she knew he'd outbid them all for her.

She fingered the knife in her sleeve.   When she brought his head back to London, they'd pay her a pretty penny.

"We wants the red head!" She smiled as they chanted.  "We wants the red head! ..."

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