Arden joined me in the mess. I filled him in on my conversation with the coroner.
"He is right about the rapists. Not that it happens often, but it does occur. It would be a good defence to claim to have been drugged by the Oktonians. No one has ever brought it up."
"I take it there are no news from forensics on the stuff we gave them?"
"A bit early for that. It'll take at least a couple of days before they can tell us anything. They need to do a lot of tests."
"What about the figures I've asked for?"
"Another day or two, they say. I checked this morning. By the way did anything valuable come out of the speeded up recording?"
"It didn't tell us anything new, maybe it's a problem with the equipment after all." I had no idea why I lied to him about that, it just came out this way.
"Pity. Better get back to work then, See you."
"See you later Arden."
I went back to my office and looked at the images again. My heart wasn't in it. There were too many things buzzing around in my head. I wrote a short report about Arden's theory about parthenogenesis and my meeting with the coroner. I mailed it off, closed shop and went home.
I was sitting downstairs in the bar when Feng turned up. I hadn't expected him for another hour.
"You're home early," he said, "what happened?"
"I couldn't work in the office today, too many things bothering me."
"Let's go up to your room, I want to show you something."
First he taped the bag into the chute. When we sat down for a beer he took something out of his briefcase. It looked like a lipstick sealed inside a very small condom.
"This might work," he said.
"What is it?"
"A camera."
"Why is it inside this condom thing?"
"So you can stick it up your arse."
"I beg your pardon."
"How else will you take it with you?"
He showed me how to open the seal, how to operate the camera and how to put it back and seal it again.
"The seal is watertight and if you close it properly it will be again after you used the camera. Clean it up and dry it after you retrieve the device, use it like I showed you, pack it up when you are done and shove it up your butt again. You can use a bit of oil or butter to make it easier to insert, at a pinch use spit. For now use this sachet of lubricant. Now go and put it in place. Just make sure the cover is clean before you take the camera out, I don't want you to get shit on the lens. When you get back we'll stick it into this device here and feed the signal into my computer. It'll take half an hour's worth of video."
I sat there with this thing and a sachet in my hand and for once hesitated. I had never stuck anything up my arse before and I wasn't looking forward to it.
"Go on," prompted Feng. "I want you to get used to having it up there before the tart arrives. It won't do if you shit it out while she's doing you."
I felt stupid doing it and sitting there later with a camera up my arse, but it wasn't as bad as I had imagined.
Shortly before seven Feng left.
"Good luck, Tiger," was all he said.