Chapter 49‘YOU LOOK A LITTLE pale, Doctor Dakine. Motion sickness?’ asked Abenaa.
‘More like claustrophobia. Bouncing around in this thing with only itty-bitty windows doesn’t help.’
‘There’s enough room if you want to stretch out on the floor?’
‘No room for your feet then,’ said Maria.
Neilly sat across the five-foot-plus-wide interior of the Sherpa transport plane and overheard Abenaa. ‘JP, off the cargo pallet. The doc isn’t feeling well.’
JP sat up, spun around, and stepped to the floor. ‘Come on, Doc. I’ll help you up.’
‘No, please. Go back. You were sleeping.’
‘Come on. Up you go. Lie down, and you’ll feel better.’
Neilly shouted back, ‘ETA thirty-eight minutes. Our ride might get a little smoother, Doc, after we pass the shoreline.’
‘There’re lights all over the hills,’ sai
