CHAPTER 26
Sakiko didn’t invest a lot of emotion into eating, but even she had to admit that dinner had been extraordinary. Rock cod, lightly grilled, and sea bass sautéed in white wine. A side dish of rice flavored by some kind of kelp; a salad of spicy greens with herbs she didn’t recognize. Fresh rolls with a hint of something—rosemary? A simple menu, overall, but exquisitely prepared. If that was a sign of things to come, their taste buds were going to be hopelessly spoiled. How would she go back to Beefaroni and cold pizza?
She’d been glad to give her full attention to the food for other reasons, too. Yuri sat across the table from her, trying to catch her eye, his face set in a sour glare. On her left, Sunita fed asides into Sakiko’s ear about aliens shadowing the ship in their UFO
