Chapter 7
It was about an hour before sunset when I pushed my way through the hedge to where Tra sat feeding Bill small lumps of some orange substance.
“ Traxxy food concentrate, very tasty despite being five millennia old…”
“They interrogated me twice and are very suspicious. Are they looking for you?”
“ I don’t think so; I think they are just paranoid about losing any of their precious Alien Artefacts.”
“That was a good of you to enable me to resist their examination. I suspect that I’ll need that ability in the future.”
“ Oh and there’s something else I think you’ll not need.”
With that said, Tra reached over to lay his thin wiry hand on my arm and I could feel a small electrical current in my exterior carapace, then a kind of rearrangement in my main filing system occurred.
“Wh
