Pirates a League of Brothers - H, J, Macey (novels for teenagers TXT) 📗

When their guild had finished his meal, he just sat smiling at Peter consuming his second dessert. Then in perfect English, he asked if they wanted to relax in the rest area. Or take a stroll around the balcony walk that surrounded the building. Peter wanted to sit, to let his food settle in his stomach.

"I'd like to walk if you don't mind mister?" Sera said with enough emphasis on the mister, to make clear she was asking his name.

"Felu Tui Miss Sera Godard," he answered with a very friendly smile and indicating he also knew her name. Then holding out his hand, he directed her to the door to the balcony. Witch at the front of the building on Adelaide Tce was just three stories high, whereas at the rear it was almost six. The downward slope of the land the city was built on, gave a fine view of the river Swan.

"May I ask, how long have you worked for the Gray Institute Felu?" Sera asked as casually as she could, trying to sound friendly and smiled up at him. He returned the smile, but his answer left her a little bewildered.

"I'm afraid that would be classified as the present Miss, but feel free to ask me in say a month's time if you are with us then!" Again he had his beaming friendly smile showing his pearly white teeth, and although his answer sounded rather officious, It was said in a kindly way, and Sera was warming to this big friendly person.

With the circumference of the building complete, they found Peter summed in a comfy chair. He was still bloated from all he had eaten and would have been happy to stay there. Only it was time to resume their meeting with Tanya Regalado. So they accompanied their guild back to the interview room, where Felu Tui left them to wait. As soon as the door closed Sera was asking Peter, questions he couldn't answer.

"Have you any idea what we are doing here Peter, they are suggesting I go into their legal department. They haven't said anything about what you're being offered, and you're the one that applied for this interview. I've got a funny feeling this is something it's not what it seems to be, what does The Gray's International Institute do anyway, I can't say I've heard of it?"

She asked these questions of a vacant Peter, who just looked at her unable to answer. As he wasn't shearing her sense of foreboding. To him, they had just confirmed, they were talking to the right persons that they wanted to talk to. The ones who had applied for the advertised positions, no more no less as far as he was concerned. There was no drama at all, he was sure all would be explained in time.

Peter was saved anymore of Sera's questions, as the door opened and a smiling Tanya came into the room. Followed by an equally happy-looking Maer Kassman, nodding to Sera and Peter in welcome she asked.

"Did you find the food to your liking, Felu informed us you eat heartily." She said still smiling, and directing her question to Peter, then turning to Sera said.

"I'm sure by now you have some questions to ask of us, you were I'm sure rather surprised at the amount of knowledge we had of you. You wouldn't be if you knew we deal with all things ascertaining security."

"Information is a keyword here, we use it to gain the rights of depressed people. As a lawyer yourself, you will appreciate, to know the law and rights of individuals is one thing. Getting them justice is another matter entirely. If you decide to join us, you will be on the front line trying to achieve this. We have many teams in many counties, dedicated to gathering knowledge and Information."

"Your job would be to use that information and knowledge, to help persuade rulers and governments. To abide by international human rights agreements, to achieve this you would be required to travel to wherever you are required to be."

"All food accommodation and travel will be provided, a monthly allowance given to cover out of pocket expenses. If you do join us you will want for nothing and can look forward to a long and fruitful life, doing a job and service you have been trained to do. Now you must have questions to ask, we will answer the ones we can, the others will be answered when the time is right to do so."

Tanya said leaving Sera a little overwhelmed with what she had just heard, she wouldn't just be back in the courts. The way Tanya had put it, Sera would be in the high courts in different lands. She would be arguing international law on human rights, not just disputes between employee and employer, or landlord against tenants as she had before.

It was her wildest dream come true, something she had spent all those sleepless nights studying for. A real chance to show off her legal augment skills, it excited her but only one question came into her head.

"Peter applied for this interview, out of a seedy magazine. I really only came here, to get the photo he sent to you back. This is not what I expected at all, this has been a total shock to me, and I am flattered at your high opinion of me. I have a feeling I would be a fool, not to accept your proposal. Even as I have no knowledge of your organisation, I feel I should accept and I do Miss Regalado." Sera said to a smiling Tanya who was opening her zip-up document case, to pull out the photo in question.

"Here's the photo Sera, and it's not as bad as you thought it was, in fact, it's quite flattering, to say the least. You could show it to a modelling agency, or give it to an Army unit as a pin-up for their barracks wall?" She said with that smile still beaming, and laughter in her voice.

"I am glad to be able to accept you into our ranks, though now you will have to undergo some medical tests so we can make sure of your health. As you said Peter was the prime applicant, he had been less sceptical of us than you have been. It was thought you had to be convinced more than he was into joining us. Peter has other assets we wish to explore, he is being offered a place with us if he accepts with that in mind. He will go onto other more in-depth interviews with higher executives, where he will find there is a place for him here."

Peter was already nodding his head, as Tanya Spoke. "Where do I sign," was all he said, and from Tanya's document case, she pulled two sheets of paper. Which she placed in front of Peter and Sera, and they both signed their names to them.       

Leaving the interview room they were taken in different directions, Peter went to the doctor's examination room. Where he had to strip and be thoroughly examined by the doctor, and samples of his bodily fluids were taken. He and Sera past each other, both dressed only in a dressing gown as they swapped places. As he was lead by a female security guard, to the X-ray and outro sound scan room.

Sera accompanied by Felu who she now meekly followed, to the doctor, for an extensive external and internal examination. The doctor was very pleasant and much more thorough than any other doctor she had visited before. He examined her, and then took fluid and blood samples from very personal places. That was highly embarrassing, as Felu was still in attendance guarding her and carrying her clothing.

Then it was back into the interview room, where Tanya informed them their personal belongings were on the way to their new abode. Where they too were now going to be taken, to settle in and explore their new surroundings. Their induction into the brotherhood would take a few weeks and would continue in the morning out at Secret Harbour. They would be staying at the Brotherhood's Australian base headquarters.  

Exiting the lift in the buildings underground car park, Felu leads them to a big black van. That looked like a mini-conference room on wheels when they opened the door and entered. It had plush horseshoe seating with a table, that dropped out of the sliding door when it was closed to form a desk. Tanya busied herself with a folder of paperwork on it, as the van glided along Mounts Bay road and onto the Stirling Hwy towards Fremantle.

The big day van travelled smoothly along the highway, steadily travelling southwest quite fast. They drove over the Swan River where it flowed onto the docks, then out past Fremantle itself, then on and through Rockingham. Felu had sat in silence since they had left Perth, but as they were leaving Rockingham, he smiled at Sera on seeing her fidgeting to say.

"Not long to Secret Harbour now Miss, it's just out of Port Kennedy." Port Kennedy, was the outermost limit for residential building. The land for thirty miles along the highway from there, and before Mandura, was government-controlled land. Five miles inland of the shoreline, was heavily wooded with spruce and pine trees. Lining the highway along the thirty-mile stretch of it, and was a project of sustainable wood production.

A few miles along the road was a turning into the forest, that had a big sign saying 'No unauthorised entry forbidden.' The van slowed down and turn into it, half a mile down the track was the timber mill. They drove down between the stacks of cut timber, and the sawmill itself.

The men working there took no notice of the passing van and just carried on with their work. Sera looked at them as they were driving past, not one of them looked up at them. They were soon back in between the trees again. Heading away from the mill towards the sea a few miles away, where the land rose steadily as they emerged from the treeline.

Up they climbed onto the pluto before them, where there was a high fence and a security style control point. Where they were stopped by uniformed men and had their ID's checked before the barrier was raised to allow them access. Then closer to the coast, they slowly descended and a large crescent inlet could be seen in the distance. It had a narrow seaward entrance, that would make this a safe natural harbour.

As they draw nearer dockside buildings took shape, into long warehouses and multi-stories office blocks. Crans could be seen along the dockside, where ships would be unloading. As the road started to wind down towards the sea, Peter pointed to a point beyond the warehouses. Where he could see the mastheads of a sailing ship, on the other side of them and looking at Felu asked.

"Is that what I think it is Felu, is that the toptrygallants of a three-masted sailing ship?" Felu smiled and nodded his head looking at Tanya. Who had also registered Peter's use of the right terminology, for the masthead rigging that held the topsails?