When Information Isn’t Very Informative

"Okay, calm down," said Jun Li, and I let out a low growl. Telling a woman to calm down was like throwing gasoline on a fire. It did the exact opposite of what you were hoping to accomplish.

"Don't ever say that to me again. I am calm. Or at least as calm as I can be here on my own," I said, trying not to yell. I was more than a bit stressed dealing with a 150-foot snake that looks like the reincarnation of an Asian dragon. "You know. You are more than welcome to get down here and help out."

"I told you; I don't want to risk my body. Anyways, the best suggestion I have is to place a tracking on the snake. Then I can pull it up into the ship's hold and leave it there until handoff," advised Jun Li.

"That sounds like a good idea," I replied, still following behind the giant snake. "Why would it blow up in our faces?"