Chapter Seven
The Ghost’s Medical Bay was white. Like extremely white. Daniel didn’t like how white it was. If blood spilled, it could be seen everywhere. Like now, on the bed. There were red spots. Daniel closed his eyes for a moment, then walked inside.
Monica glanced back to see Daniel, frowned, then continued scanning the patient on the bed.
“Is he going to be all right?” Daniel asked.
“Three broken ribs, fractured ankle, a little internal bleeding. Otherwise, yeah, Rambo will be just fine,” Monica said.
“What about the other two?” Daniel asked.
“Kevin has two bruised ribs.”
Daniel looked over and saw the paleontologist. “Kevin was the one who saved the two teams by hacking the mining system to save everything or something like that.”
“I had to make sure the A-Team didn’t get a
