“Do you know why they left?”
Broadfoot pulled himself up to his full height. “With all due respect, Doctor, it’s about what happens when people get on that boat of yours.”
“What have they heard, Officer . . .” He squinted to read the name engraved on the man’s nametag as if they hadn’t just been introduced. “. . . Broadfoot, about what happens in this boat of ours?”
“It’s what they haven’t heard, sir.” His voice was quieter now. “Their people don’t come back.”
Lachlan sighed. “Not immediately, no. But we have better medicines now.” He lifted his glasses to the top of his head and massaged the bridge of his nose between finger and thumb. “But I guess they don’t know that.” He walked to the railing and delivered a stack of film into the pilot’s outstretched hands. “More to come. Please w
