Chapter 16
AliceAlarms.
Faris raced to the helm. The last few days at the Hub had been peaceful. Alice had immersed herself in the old reference books and navigation charts, searching for a mention of Earth or anything Earth-like. She almost forgot what heart-stopping panic was like.
On the monitor, a man wearing a makeshift mask held a g*n to Perrigaul. Behind them, a familiar figure sauntered up. No mask. No attempt to obscure his identity.
Randevere.
In the distance, vehicles approached. This was not good.
“So much for your secret volcano lair,” she said.
Faris’ quills went flat. “This is a mountain, not a volcano, and it is hardly a secret.”
Aliens didn’t understand a quality spy joke, but perhaps this wasn’t the time for a joke. Right. Read the room, Serrano.
“Rand,” Faris gr
