Chapter Twenty-Seven – The Placktoids’ Plan
THEIR BAGS WERE PACKED and Carrie and Dave were back in their ordinary, Earth clothes. They were waiting in their cabin for Errruorerrrrrhch to come and talk to them about the training week before they returned home. Farewells in the canteen after breakfast had been emotional. The trainees were unsure of when they might see each other again. Liaison Officers generally worked remotely and rarely went to the Transgalactic Council offices or met staff other than their direct managers. And Carrie was sure that this would be her last time aboard a starship; her last encounter with a Council Manager; her last venture into space. She had burst into tears as she had tried to get her arms around Audrey to give her a proper hug. The green blob had literal
