Yeah, this was pretty professional. The agent noticed the surprised look on the dead professor. Whoever did this was a professional, but given his surprised look it was up close and personal.

Clemens looked worried. "You mean...this was just one person? There were ten people on security detail, all of them veterans." He shakes his head, finding a chair, sitting down heavily. "I guess...you'll need to call this in to your superiors immediately."

I don’t know for sure. But give the lack of bullet holes, it would seem to suggest that it was just one person. The agent sighed. I do need to call this in, but we should make sure the boat is safe before I do.

Clemens puts a hand along her shoulder, squeezing it. "That's...fair enough. Come on...I'll accompany you." Hard to believe they were just getting into rough foreplay a few minutes ago, and indeed, the stench of sex was still clinging to them.

Minerva felt a hand among her shoulder, slowly squeezing it. Clemens was trying to comfort here. I am just glad I don’t have give this report in person.

"No kidding." Clemens looks down at the body. "Let's...let's move across the hall...away from..." He stops before he says something about his dead employer. He walks with the agent out the door, to the alternate bedroom. He sits on the bed, waiting for Minerva to radio headquarters.

Your right let us move somewhere else. The redheaded agent made followed Clemens into the hallway and to an alternate bedroom. There she began to call ADD headquarters via radio.

Clemens would sit on the bed, watching Minerva radio in the situation, just letting her explain all she saw. The ADD on the other line essentially told her to "stay in position" as the report was relayed, to wait for further instructions.

Minerva sighs as she ends her report. Well they are not happy, but they want me to stay here for the moment.

"Yeah...probably for the better." Clemens sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm sorry things have gone like this. I'm sure the director would have...liked you." He pats the side of the bed.

It just bothers me that whoever did this could still be out there. Minerva sighed, They may even still on the ship you know. The agent sat down next to Clemens.

"I did a check. No one else is on this ship but the two of us...and the dead bodies." He shakes his head. "No other life signs. A bit morbid, I know..."

No other life signs...that is a very bad sign. Minerva thought about it for a moment. Do you think there are security cameras on board?

"If there were, the director didn't tell anybody." Clemens put a hand along the agent's side, stroking it, letting her head rest on his shoulder. "Let's not worry about that right now. We have plenty of time right now to solve this, but...right now we need some rest."

Minerva could feel a hand, Clemens's, brush along side of her her body, he pulled her closer to the his shoulder, I know, I know. It just that it might look bad if we are seen doing nothing. Maybe if we at looked around we might find something.