Chapter Forty-Five
Erik jogged down the open cargo ramp.
The private hangar was larger than he’d expected. It could have easily accommodated a larger vessel, but other than that, there was nothing spectacular about it, nor was it different from hundreds of other hangars he’d seen in his life.
Two drones covered in antennae and dishes hovered near the base of the ramp, waiting to inspect the ship. He tapped his PNIU. One zoomed away to slowly fly along the exterior of the ship. The other moved into the cargo bay.
Jia ducked out of the way and joined Erik. She wrinkled her nose. “You remember when you were complaining about the taste of food on the moon?”
“Yeah? What about it? I haven’t even had a chance to taste the local food here so I could b***h about.”
“I think my thing is the air
