#40: How may I help you?”

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Minutes later Lamar approached Sharon. Berg was returning to his quarters and the command group was in shock. A break had been declared and calls of nature were being answered. Food was being brought in by the staff and everyone was mostly just milling around and talking.

“That was an excellent job there ma’am’ said Lamar touching his finger to his forehead, as if tipping a hat.”

Sharon looked up at the big Texan and frowned.
“That poor, poor boy.”

“Boy?” enquired Lamar “He’s a full grown Berserker. You’d be shocked I’m sure at what he’s been through”.

Sharon stared off into the distance. Some had called such an expression a thousand yard stare, “ I doubt that Captain. It takes a lot to shock me now days”

She shivered a bit and looked the Texan square in the eye. “How may I help you?”

Lamar grinned. “Nothing much gets past you does it? Direct and to the point too. I like that. Your talents and skills are being wasted in the kitchen. I want you to act as a liaison dealing with the Trolls. Do whatever you think best. Draft whomever and whatever you think you need to do the job. You define the job. If you get any static take what steps you deem necessary or refer the problem to me. You really impressed me these last few hours. You have my complete support.”

With that he “tipped his hat’ to her once more and wandered off.

Sharon stood as if rooted in place for a moment, temporarily stunned. Slowly a smile appeared on her face.

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