conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the first four paragraphs for a book with the title 'Poseidon's Arrow'?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Poseidon's Arrow
  Pitt's eyes narrowed. "Aside from nearly getting yourself killed, you also placed this ship and crew in danger. I think we're entitled to some answers."
  Ann looked Pitt in the eye for the first time—and realized she couldn't sidestep the issue. She gazed around the room to ensure no one was eavesdropping.
  Pitt rose from the table and offered Ann her crutches. "I never fail to heed the call of small children, little old ladies, or pretty girls with wrenched ankles." He gave a slight bow. "Just show me the way."
  An hour later, they pulled into the headquarters of Heiland Research and Associates. The office occupied a shared building on a rise overlooking the beach town of Del Mar, just north of San Diego. The site offered a clear view of the ocean to the west, as well as Del Mar's famed racetrack in the valley below. Ann flashed her credentials at the front desk and signed them in.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: As he turned and angled toward the beach, he ventured a glance over his shoulder. Green Fatigues was hot on his trail, less than fifty yards away.
  Dirk squeezed harder on the throttle as the ATV wallowed through a dry wash. Passing the other ATV earlier, he had seen a holster on the driver's belt. Once again, he found himself weaponless against an armed man. But at least he had the ATV, and he knew where he was going.
  Green Fatigues indeed had a holster with a loaded pistol, which he removed with one hand when the vehicles hit a stretch of sandy flats. Steering and accelerating with his right hand, he used his left to fire a handful of potshots, all of which missed by a wide margin.
  Over his shoulder, Dirk caught sight of the gun and threw his ATV into a shallow serpentine course. Already kicking up a large cloud of dust, it now sprayed wide walls of brown that offered sporadic cover.
  But that maneuver also allowed the pursuer to draw closer until he was choking on Dirk's dust just twenty yards away. Dirk veered left along a flat rise above the beach, briefly losing his companion in the haze. When Green Fatigues broke free of the dust, he had a clear view of Dirk and fired two shots. One of them hit home.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last five paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: It was a rock, dark yet shiny and lustrous. In the gray light of the rain squall, Summer could make out a reddish tint. "Is it Red Death?"
  A THRONG OF DIGNITARIES AND NAVY VETERANS, nearly three thousand strong, poured through the gates of the New London Navy Base under a cool and cloudy sky. The visitors were guided to a dock where row upon row of folding chairs faced Connecticut's Thames River.
  An aide materialized at Sandecker's side, informing the Vice President that the ceremony was about to start.
  A moment later, Ann Bennett worked her way down the aisle and took an empty seat next to Loren. "Hello," she said warmly. "I wasn't sure I was going to make it."
  An admiral took to the podium and introduced the Vice President, who gave a rousing speech about protecting the seas from all forms of enemies. A string of Navy officials followed with the expected words of ceremony.