Another shiver slips up her back. She can’t tell if it’s excitement or fear.
Something’s happening here, but what? The urge to turn and run right into the
tree line, run for her life, careens wildly through her thoughts even as Neona 
steps closer, one step, then another. She definitely gets the feeling that he’s
looking her over from behind those mirrored lenses. Incredibly, she finds 
herself desperately hoping he likes what he sees. He could be just what she 
needs right now, more than just a ride. If nothing else, he looks like he could 
make the world a lot safer for a girl who’s long on programming and short on
hand-to-hand. The view from her angle is impressive. She likes her men hard, 
even a little rough. This one looks rougher than most.