“I’m sorry for what I said. You’ll live.”
“This is different.”
“How?” Cait asked with an exasperated sigh. Indian XXX “We should go back. “And worst case scenario, there’s someone out there who is going to stop us reaching Ganymede, and we might not even live to find out why.”
“So what’s the plan?”
“There’s still no change to the plan, at least not in the big picture. “What?” She turned, noting that the comms panel had lit up and was gently pinging to report a signal. I don’t mean to be harsh but you played your cards too soon. But I had some thoughts around that.” Rhys began. **…repeating, this is carrier vessel Aspire, we are under attack. It’s not like you’ve never gone four days before. “So…” Rhys said, always the least casual way to introduce a sensitive topic of conversation. Remember that whole explanation I gave about professional barriers? It’s quite robust, though it’s not programmed to say things like ‘remove blowtorch from coolant line three’.”
“You didn’t!” Cait exclaimed, shocked. “I know this might be a little sooner than you expected, but I wanted to feel out how we were going in terms of revisiting your standing offer.” Rhys said, about as smoothly as 60 grit sandpaper. It belongs to Starlanes Transit.”
“They were attacked?
