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Djay Laro slowly arrived. His face was left in pain. “Has Dr. Barnard let you go yet?” Monterrey asked surprised.
“Got some painkillers,” Laro moaned.
“Yes, I notice,” Monterrey said sarcastically. “You walk like a roadrunner. A limping roadrunner…”
“Thank you,” Laro said. “And how’s it going here?”
“We’ve prepared some things.”
“Like?”
“Sit down and enjoy the show!” Monterrey said.
“Yes,” Officer Elliot said. “For God’s sake, sit down and don’t get in our way. You’ve already caused enough misery.”
Monterrey gave Laro a nod. “Don’t respond,” she said softly.
“But what are we going to do?” Laro wanted to know.
“We? If you think you’re going to do something, you’re wrong,” Elliott said. “Although… Of course, you can control one of the lunar scooters.”
“What? Do you want me to
