Chapter Ten
One afternoon, something strange and completely unexpected occurred. Garrett was down in his quarters, doing further research in the scientific and technical literature of radioactive decontamination, when the proximity alarm on his robot crawler sounded. He looked up, and with the slaved control from his computer node he panned the vehicle’s camera quickly around, thinking he would see a rabbit hopping by, or perhaps a coyote sniffing around the metal contraption…and suddenly the split-screen image showed her—her. Why, it was the mysterious brunette! Garrett leapt up and ran full-speed to the periscope room.
As usual, after his morning entertainment, Garrett had withdrawn his modified service vehicle back up over the ridge and out of sight of the survivors so that he could e
