Derivative-935, code name given to this new Martian like planet by the company currently exploiting it's resources. It will have to do until a better name comes along. The three SOF and the two mysterious ladies rushed back to home base to tend to Lilith Hightower's injuries. The evening sky was unusually mellow for the first time since the 3 SOF had arrived on the planet. As they sped toward the new complex's dome, Renn couldn't help but admire the architecture. It was progressing quite rapidly since Mr. Steepledorf had imported another several hundred laborers. He had them working round the clock. The first several floors were already inhabited. A field hospital had been located on the first floor where they were taking Ms. Hightower. Renn drove the rover up to the entry of the dome and pulled off to the side so everyone could exit the rover. Tron had developed quite an attachment to Ms. Hightower during the drive, though, she was still a bit incoherent. Such a romatic fool. They had given her some pain pills to calm her down which seemed to have effectively sent her off to lala land. Tron carefully picked up Ms. Hightower and exited the rover. Ms. Hugginbottom and Zack were right behind. Zack and Leticia seemed to be developing a relationship of sorts as well. Renn didn't mind. He wasn't very fond of women. He found them a bit too complicated for his tastes. Renn decided to wait outside for his two partners. He was surprised when his communicater started to beep. It was a call from his old college buddy, Reginald Van Singh IV. Reggie was still up on his father's cargo ship. Reggie was curious about progress being made down on the planet. He had been in orbit more than a couple of weeks and was getting bored. He mentioned his meeting with Memphis and Renn's ears immediately perked up! Renn pumped Reggie for all the details, even learning of their daliances under the covers. He warned Reggie not to trust Memphis and gave him a quick history of his experiences with the little double crosser. Reggie sounded a bit shocked, for by this time he was becoming a bit smitten by Memphis' charms and failed to mention Memphis was still up there with him. Well, 'take the advice with a grain of salt and try to be cautious,' he thought to himself. Reggie said that he had visited the satellite in orbit and was satisfied with construction progressing there. He felt he could open his first enterpise, an eating, drinking, gambling, sleeping and perhaps discreet brothel service in another month or two at the most. Renn was pleased to hear that since there weren't any such diversions down on the planet. He was getting worried about the tensions building within the workers and no social outlets for their release. A ticking time bomb that could explode into a situation he and his partners would have to try and control. 'I'll give Mr. Steepledorf an update on your progress, Reggie, if you haven't already. I'm sure he will be pleased!' said Renn. 'Thanks old buddy! You should come up when you can find the time. It would be great to talk over old times and get reacquainted!' said Reggie. 'I would be delighted, Reggie. In fact, I think I might try to get up there tomorrow. I have some questions to ask you about something we found out in the desert. You being an amatuer archaeoligist and all, I thought who better to ask about it. I'll bring some photos.' 'Now you have me intrigued!' said Reggie. 'I can't wait for you to get up here!' Thank you for taking a peek! Your support is greatly appreciated! Rendered in Bryce 6.3. Postwork in PS7.