Chapter Eight
July 12, 2230, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Private Hangar of the Argo
Erik set his flitter down in the hangar. He’d arrived in response to a cryptic message from Lanara.
Come right away. Don’t need your better-looking half.
They didn’t have a mission, and Alina had told them to stay on standby, so he’d spent the last few days with Jia, either on dates or training.
He doubted this was some secret attempt by Lanara to seduce him. That woman wasn’t turned on by anything that lacked a fusion reactor.
“What the hell?” Erik thought as he looked through the front windshield.
Large cargo bots floated through the air with crates underneath. There were crates and cargo containers filling half the hangar, and Lanara was pushing a hoverdolly topped with a pyramid of long, d
