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“Impossible decisions,” she muttered to herself as she stared unblinking at the sleeping sub-human female who had given up wanting to make a meal of her long enough to get some rest. Tara Riley had left her alone with her thoughts in the experimental laboratory some time past. Now it was only Nellie, a bunch of sophisticated computers and machinery, an invisible wall partition and a sleeping nest of infected unfortunates occupying the chamber.

Nellie was so lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice when the vacuum-sealed door whisked open. It wasn’t until Kora Williams Riley took the vacant seat next to her that she became aware of the fact she was no longer alone on this side of the partition. Both women sat in contemplative silence. It was a long while before either of them spoke.

“How are you?” Kora finally asked, her voice a hush.

Nellie smiled without emotion, without blinking. “I’ve been better.”

She sighed. “I’ll just bet. Sweet Kalast, I’m sorry you’ve been put in so ugly a position.”

Nellie’s smile this time was genuine as her gaze flicked over to the other scientist’s. “Me too.”

Kora chuckled, but said nothing else. Both women reverted to the silence that had previously engulfed the chamber.

“You want me to do it, don’t you?” Nellie at last whispered.

“Yes,” Kora said truthfully, matter-of-factly. She tucked a stray blonde curl behind her ear. “But my reasons are far from altruistic as I think you’ve already surmised. Therefore, I cannot in good conscience ask you to do it.”

“Tara Riley’s reasons aren’t precisely altruistic either,” Nellie pointed out. “That didn’t stop her from asking me.”

Kora grinned. “It wouldn’t. She’s a battleaxe through and through.”

Nellie smiled, conceding the point.

More silence, though a peaceful one. And then, “Have you made a decision?” Kora quietly asked.

“I have.” Nellie inclined her head, her gaze back on the nest of sleeping sub-humans. “I know I can’t live with myself if I don’t give Tara’s plan a try.”

Kora closed her eyes briefly as she took a deep breath, the gesture underscoring her relief. “Thank you,” she said simply.

“You’re welcome.” Nellie sighed as she ran a tired hand through her dark red mane of hair. “I will proceed with the plan on the morrow…after my last request has been granted.”

“What request is that?”

“Kerick,” she whispered. Her smile was nostalgic and a bit sad. “I have to see him one last time.”

* * * * *

Nicoletta’s forehead wrinkled as she slowly came to, the unmistakable feeling of arousal knotting in her belly. She had fled from Altun Ha wearing her husband’s body dйcor—the clothes were ill-fitted and ill-suited perhaps, but she’d definitely had them on.

Yet now she felt…naked. Undeniably, achingly naked.

She moaned a little as the cool nighttime jungle breeze hit her exposed nipples, making them plump up on her large breasts. She could feel the air coming into contact with her exposed pussy too, making her wet. “Oh,” she whispered, her eyelashes batting open to reveal dark, passion-drunk eyes. “Mmmm…”

She stilled when she saw it. Ice-cold terror lanced through her. She could barely believe it, felt as though she might pass out from shock if she wasn’t exterminated first. But there it was—

A male…

A sub-human.