CHAPTER 35After they landed at the manor, Sam dashed through the door of the copter and ran toward the back entrance of the house on his way to the fabrication shop, eager to share his piloting experience with Bruce. Mara and Ping made their way from the vehicle and across the lawn at a more leisurely pace. She nodded toward the large tent across the way and arched her eyebrow at Ping.
He waved a hand, warding off the questions he knew were coming. “I thought we had an agreement. Just a hint and no more questions about the project in the tent.”
“Technically I never agreed to your terms,” she said. “Just tell me that Sam was wrong, that there’s not a spaceship under there.”
“Given all you have seen prior to coming to this realm, I’m surprised you have trouble with the notion of a spacesh
