Chapter Forty-Six
The MX 60 set down in front of a sprawling walled complex connected by covered walkways. The tall, curved red-tiled roofs didn’t seem to be common in the neighborhood, nor the roaming armed guards they’d spotted when flying over.
Erik had maintained a decent altitude to avoid taking fire, but Jia was surprised by the lack of armed guards near the front gate.
From the speech Mr. Magenta had given about not being afraid, she’d half-expected King Sentries standing in front of the gate with bright holographic signs reading TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT.
Jia tapped her foot on the passenger-side floor. “Should we be getting out the big guns?”
Their luck had served up gangsters upon their arrival on Mars. It didn’t seem paranoid to prepare for a tougher fight than they’d had in
