The Assassination Affair

"Your father," Illya explained. "I got to your house and he gave me a warm bath, some liniment - cow brand, I think, from the sting of it - and a couple of drinks. He made me almost as good as new."

"Glorya

Illya smiled slyly. "He said he liked my face. And he had a lot of well chosen words for you."

"Thanks," Solo said with a grin. "Next time I meet him I'll impersonate a ragamuffin and maybe he'll let Glorya

Solo reached under the hay and retrieved his three prizes. "Our monthly salary, Illya. Again we manage to return with our shields and not on them."

Illya glanced about. "We'll need help to clean up this barn. And you might dress, Napoleon. Such a display of manly charm is misleading to a sweet girl like Glorya

Glorya

She took Galaxy roughly in tow and Solo waited to see what Galaxy would do. Galaxy surrendered. Glorya

Solo and Illya pivoted together and went to collect Mr. Saturn. "Alley-oop," Solo told the half-conscious man. "You have a command performance coming up, Saturn. United Network Command."

Illya scowled humorlessly at the joke and helped heave the ski