Chapter Fifty-Three
March 22, 2230, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Private Hangar of the Argo
Jia didn’t like the smirk on Alina’s face as the other woman stepped into the cargo bay. The ID agent surveyed everything with an amused glint in her eye. It was like she was an aunt visiting her naughty niece and nephew.
Erik leaned against his MX 60, a bored look on his face. Alina had informed them on their way back to Earth that she’d debrief them fully once they’d returned.
They’d spent most of the trip back trying to avoid the angry Lanara and the less angry Raphael, who insisted they tell him exactly what they were feeling during each second of their fight.
He claimed it was important for posterity, and he was taking notes for a future book series.
Jia gave the man credit. He didn
