The ship was fabulous, with three restaurants and even a night club. She couldn't help noticing the sleek figure in the white suit as he went over to sit at the Captain's table. "I'll never get his attention" she thought.

Meanwhile, below deck, things were not looking so rosy. A terrorist action group had stowed away, and were now about to make for the decks, unbeknown to the Captain and his Officers.

"Who's that sitting next to the Captain?" Kate asked her neighbour, a matronly sort. "Oh, that's Guy Paterson; he's one of the most powerful men and owns the shipping company".

"Right" thought Kate, "Time to move into action..." There was a Ladies Choice at the dance which followed. Kate went up to Mr. Paterson, and soon they were waltzing away. "I'd like to see the stars twinkle on the Med" she whispered seductively to her partner. In no time they were on the deck, his arm around her, softly caressing her slender neck.

Swiftly, she pulled the stiletto from the top of her suspender. The glint of moonshine on the dangerous metal caught Guy Paterson's eye. "What the...?"