Chapter 30
2876, Terran Expedition, Australia
Dyami sat in the doorway between their suites. His hands moved in signs he had learned from Fiona. Ready?
Yes. Muriel signed back.
Helen Shaw had insisted that they were guests. That they were being isolated from the crew simply because they had traveled through time. But Muriel that wasn’t the whole story. If they didn’t get out now, it’d be too late.
Each time Constantine questioned her he became more forceful. The polite fiction of being guests was evaporating. Soon Australia would reach its destination, and they couldn’t be on board when that happened.
Their only chance, the only way out she saw, was getting back down to the Tretan’s ship. Hopefully, the Pilot had the ship operational. Constantine wouldn’t have let anything slip about
