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walk back to the transport vehicle.
    “Where the hell are you going?” Nathan yelled, chasing after him.
    “You’ll have to forgive me, Agent Calloway,” Joseph replied, still walking towards the transport. “I’ve just discovered that I forgot to ask Lord Elsmere for written proof of the transaction. We cannot retrieve property if we cannot confirm that it is his.”
    “Proof of the transaction?” Nathan gawked. “Are you taking his side in this?”
    “I take no sides,” Joseph answered, maintaining a calm demeanor. “I must be thorough in my investigation Agent Calloway. Please continue to Mesa without me. My ship is faster than yours, so I dare say that I will catch up with you shortly.”
    “Nathan,” he snapped. “Are you ever going to just call me Nathan? We’re basically partners. Hell, I’d almost tell people we were friends. We’ve worked together, shared meals together, what else does it take to get you to stop using my title?”
    The MA stopped walking, opting to turn and face his companion. His eyes did not have to scan the agent to see the heightened state of his emotions.
    “Very well, Nathan,” he replied. “I acknowledge that I felt something that I can only describe as a relief when I saw you on the landing pad earlier. Over the years, I have grown a preference to your company during investigations than any other human from your department. So, I can attest to your classification of friendship. However, my business with Lord Elsmere is not yet complete. I will catch up with you, as I said.”
    Agent Calloway could only watch as the MA turned and continued his journey back to the transport vehicle. He looked to his ship, not certain if he wanted to test the hull against two more trips through Gabriel Rings or not. What he really stalled for was the thought of going to Mesa without an escort. It was the type of place that didn’t follow strict laws, choosing to enforce its own version of justice. Nathan contemplated waiting on the pad until the MA returned, but he knew it to be a foolish desire. He was about to turn and leave when Joseph called back to him.
    “By the way,” he yelled. “I am eighty-nine percent human, just so you know.”
    A smile formed on the Agent’s face as he turned back to his ship. His feet reluctantly pushed forward, adding to the distance between the two partners. Perhaps he would make a pit stop on the way to Mesa, just to make certain that the MA got off Parasus all right. After all, it was the least he could do now that they were friends.
    After much protest, the guard holding Joseph’s weapon fulfilled the MA’s request to return to the capital building. The trip was made in silence as Joseph sat in the back, opting not to sit in the front bench with the driver. He retraced his steps, going back through the front doors, up the six flights of stairs, and then through the doors to Lord Elsmere domain. The site he was greeted with did not surprise him as he watched the elder lord gently tracing his hands on the bare skin of Ira, the middle sister. Joseph had suspected as much, his scans indicating a rise in blood flow in the man that suggested sexual arousal.
    “On our planet,” Elsmere spoke, not bothering to turn towards his guest. “It is customary to knock before entering someone’s chambers. Did they not teach you this at your academy MA Joseph? Perhaps they just didn’t DOWNLOAD it into your brain.”
    The MA stopped short of the couple, still watching them interact as if he wasn’t present. The two sat upon the plush, oversized seat, the lord’s silk robe opened further than it should before a girl of such a young age as her legs rested over his.
    “They do,” he responded. “But this is considered a public domain, not a private chamber.”
    The lord ignored the man’s words, his eyes fixed upon the flattering form of the dark girl before him. His fingers traced around the edges of the black bikini, the red silk robe lying on the floor