Chapter 6
Luis did keep his thoughts to himself despite Helen’s reassurance. If TransGalactic let that happen, bringing in short-term workers they paid enough to tolerate long stretches in isolation, part of their problem might solve itself. Assuming Bitanthrans allowed themselves to die out and be replaced.
Ben stopped beside the first of several dark wooden doors, with letters instead of numbers. A, B, C, and so on continued around the corner.
“I do worry about that to tell you the truth.” Another wave of the wrist to open the door. “This is one of the suites, just like the rest. Plenty of food in stock, though anyone in town would be delighted to have an off-world guest and talk your ears off. All your things are here already. Yours too, Helen and Willis.”
Luis saw his drift of blac
