Shelby was quiet only a moment then her eyes opened wide, “I believe it is Derrick, the same tow beam I used on the pirates could be adjusted to slow and stop the motion of the case. Derrick had been sitting at his desk for several hours trying to come up with a solution to the problem. Sighing Mary went through all the types of remedies for amnesia, knowing that no matter what, anything might trigger a resurgence of memory. Then there had been the two strange messages from his, he guessed, future self the second most profound. “No I have something far less dangerous than that, I also do not wish to be in that position again. “We need to stop the box and mark where it is, I have a promise to Zan to keep,” Derrick stated. “Tempro,” Mary started, “for all he has done, for all that you and I know he can accomplish he will need this, he will need her.”
“I realize this, all of this, but we both know it is wrong and in the words of the human race immoral.” Tempro again was almost pleading with Mary.
