“If you don’t mind, Sergeant, I need some fresh air,” I said.
“Understandable.”
The three of us walked out of Roboko Development and Sergeant Groucutt climbed into his hover cruiser to prepare the needed documents. He turned on the ignition to the vehicle. I could see his face illuminated by a computer screen as he typed away.
J0 put her hand on my shoulder. I looked into the celestial sky and focused on the silver stars that draped over a sea of black.
“I wish you hadn’t seen that,” she said. The hydraulics that operated her jaw pushed and pulled.
“Thanks. I just want to go home. I want this nightmare to be over.”
She looked at the ground. Then we heard a muffled voice speaking from inside the hover cruiser.
Sergeant Groucutt picked up his radio and answered. His door opened, and h
