"Spike, what did you mean, we haven't lost her? She took off!" Jet practically yells in their hotel room. Spike starts packing up. "We didn't lose her. Take a look at this." Spike tosses Jet a device about the size of a wallet. "You planted a bug on her?" Jet asks, looking at where Faye is. "Her ship, actually," Spike says, closing the dresser. "You know, you cost me a good 4 million back there," Jet complains. "I'll get ya 8 when we get back to Mars, ok?" Spike says, closing his suitcase. "Hey, Spike. This thing says that Faye is in New New York already." Spike looks up. "What??? How could she cover 2000 miles in under an hour in that ship?" "What the hell?? Now it says she's in Seattle!" Spike gets up. "Let me see that thing." Spike looks at his device, then throws it across the room. "Fucking thing's acting up again. Great.........Now we have no clue where she is." Suddenly, the door breaks off its hinges and Vincent and Electra come rushing in, guns pointed at Spike and Jet. "FREEZE! Put your hands over your heads NOW!" Spike and Jet look at each other, then Jet asks, "Who gave you these orders? I'm Chief Commissioner Jet Black of the Ganymede division of the ISSP. I want answers now." "Our orders come higher than the ISSP. Put your hands over your heads now or we shoot." Vincent barks. Jet and Spike slowly raise their hands, then Vincent and Electra handcuff them and take them away.

To Be Continued...