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she said quietly.
    "Scream, hard and long, and then act like you've passed out."
    "Got it." she said with a wink.
    Tracy did what Cax asked and even pulled at her restraints while he stood over her. Her fake cries filled the room. She gasped, then slumped, rolling her head to the side.
    Cax lifted her gently and walked toward the tank.
    "What are you doing?" she whispered.
    "Don't talk. When we get the tank, I'll keep my back to the view screen. That's where I think the camera is. I'll pretend to lower you into the tank, but I'll put you behind it. Crawl to the convenience as fast as you can and I'll be there in a minute. Be quiet!"
    Cax lowered her to the floor, letting his body hide Tracy. Tracy scooted on her hands and knees to the bathroom, taking care not to touch the machines on either side of her. Cax followed close behind her, and the door of the bathroom opened to admit them.
    Once inside, Tracy stood up. Cax gathered her into her arms. He kissed the top of her head.
    "I'm sorry for all this," he said. "Your scent..."
    "What about my scent?" she said.
    "We have to talk."
    "About what?"
    "Everything."
    "That narrows it down," said Tracy. "How's Carol?"
    Cax turned his head away. "She's alive."
    "And?" she said crossing her arms and arching her eyebrow.
    "Grenta started the conversion process. Right now she's in the middle of changing to a Staukub."
    "Staukub? What's that?"
    "A race from the Oneshan Sector."
    "You're changing her to another species! How could you? What kind of monsters are you?"
    He closed his eyes because her words hurt him. "I'm sorry, Tracy Walsh. If I interceded for her, I would not have been able to save you. But if we get to my people in time, we can fix it."
    "Your people? Who are you?"
    "My name is Ar-Reven. I'm a tracker from the Enforcement Wing of the Aligned Words."
    "Tracker? What does a tracker do?"
    "Law enforcement. Think of me as an interstellar cop."
    "And what? You are working undercover here?"
    "Working under an assumed name? Yes. Jaal, Bris and Grenta are part of a ring of criminals that steal women from non-aligned worlds and sell them as wives."
    "Slavery."
    "In a sense. For the buyer, they are simply making a financial transaction to secure a wife. The illegal part is using women from non-aligned worlds."
    "And to make this sale, they convert women into different races?"
    "Yes. They change them and implant memories that match their new lives."
    "I don't understand. Why is so hard for these men to find a wife?"
    "Most of my society lives in a high level of comfort. The women do not want a life where these men live. They have to do hard work like mining, farming, that sort of thing."
    "Abducting women from your own worlds-"
    "Carries a death sentence."
    "But not women from non-aligned worlds. And why is that?"
    "They are not part of our society."
    "That doesn't make it right!"
    "Of course it doesn't. That is why there are people that track the criminals and put them in jail."
    "Why aren't you doing that now? Where are your people? Where is your back-up?"
    "Tracy, I have no back-up. And we are far from my people, though I can send them a signal to come get me."
    "Well, send the signal!"
    "If I did that," he said with anguish. "I wouldn't be allowed to take you with me. My people wouldn't let me."
    "Why on Earth not?"
    "That's the thing, Tracy. We aren't on Earth. And even if we were, it wouldn't make a difference. We shouldn't be talking, let alone mating."
    "Oh, I get it now. Bang the little earthling and leave her behind. I'll never fit in your world. Your great big Aligned Worlds society has no place for me."
    "No! Gods no!"
    "That's just what you said, isn't it?"
    He gave her a frustrated look, hoping that she would understand.
    "We have laws so we are both protected."
    "Oh, so you are going to hide behind the law now!"
    "Tracy, please. Things are incredibly complicated now."
    "Now you're giving me the 'it's complicated' excuse. Do they do this on every planet?"
    She turned her