Chapter 19
Seabrook, long ago...
Ididn’t want to startle the two aliens, not when they resembled dinosaurs and each massed at least twice my mass.
I called out as I entered the alley. “Hello? Do you need help?”
One of the Torlians spun around, surprisingly nimble for such a big sentient. The thick skin around his eyes wrinkled and flushed a bright orange color that radiated up along the crest extending up from his head. His beak-like mouth opened and blasted out a noise like a fog horn.
I got it. I stopped and held up my empty hands. “I’m Brock Marsden, I’ve helped your crew before, on other trips.”
I pointed one finger at the fallen Torlian. “What’s happened? Maybe I can help?”
The other Torlian turned now. I recognized her by the way her crest widened at the top. Jun’lack was the
