" Fine, persuade her to come into the Embassy without breaking Australia law. Drug her here, because I say it is legal. Put her in a crate and move it to the plane as a Diplomatic Bag. Would that not be entirely legal?" the Emir was really angry now."But..." the protest continued."Maktum, how long would it take to strangle this one?" asked the Emir.Maktum moved forwards slowly, eyeing up the other Security guard."Perhaps five minutes, Master, if I did not hurry."The Emir turned back to the unfortunate embassy official, "Your choice."The man fell to the floor in obeisance, ~As the Master wishes.~" Good," said the Emir cheering up, "And if it is done in the next twenty-four hours you can keep your job as well as your life."Twenty-two hours later the aircraft of the Air Kobekistani Royal Flight took off bearing the Emir home, and carrying a large crate of diplomatic material. The Australian customs officials were not in the least perturbed by the unusual size of the crate, assuming that. “Would there be anything else right now? Sir?” Kirstin asked, looking at Brian and appearing to try to ignore the extremely interested looks from his two friends.“Are you really his maid? He didn’t just like hire you for the day to show off or something?”Kirstin looked at Brian, seeing his nod, before answering. “Yes. I really am.” She turned to face the both the couch and Brian’s chair in order to include everyone in her reply.“Wow. Unbelievable!”“Yeah, no shit. But you can’t be dressed like that all the time, right? I mean, his sister lives here too!”“Um, no. I’m not dressed like this all the time, there is a variety of uniforms” Kirstin said, though it looked as if she was beginning to get a little uncomfortable with all the questions. She looked to Brian, a silent plea in her eyes, obviously nervous and on edge about the direction the conversation was taking.“There you have it. In fact, I’ll show you. Kiki “Brian said, using his childhood nickname for his sister, “you did a good.
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