“We must do something,” Two-Spirit said.
“I know. This is an outrage. And Mr. Pickett…he’s been a spy all along. His plans got thrown for a loop when my father won election three years ago instead of him, though. His brother arriving here first is no accident. He means to subdue us and build an army here.”
“You’ve read too many of your father’s novels, but you’re probably right.”
We ran to my father’s horseless carriage as I fought panic. I pulled a punch card out of the driver’s compartment and inserted it into the automaton driver’s boxy head. “Hack will take you to the longhouse communities. You can warn everyone there.” I opened another compartment and pulled out my father’s radio communicators. “I’m going to check out Sir Pickett’s ship and see if I can’t find a way to stop this be
