“We’re going to my family’s quarters. Notification of our arrival has already reached the Inner Circle and High Council. I’m guessing someone will contact us fairly soon to find out why we’re here.”
The elevator stopped, and they stepped out. Carl led them down a long hallway and stopped at a door. He pressed his palm against the panel, and it slid open.
The living area was decorated in a waterfall of color, somehow complimenting the otherwise minimalist design. He couldn’t help but smile at the contrast. It represented his parents’ relationship completely. They were vastly different, but it worked. Not for the first time, he believed their differences made them stronger.
He waved his crew inside and called out, “Hello? Is anyone here?”
“Oh my word! Is that you, Carl?” a woman’s voice
