Chapter Twenty-One
Phillip cracked his knuckles. After a yawn, and cracking his neck, he got back to work. The shuttle was in disarray. It was without its shuttle door, and the equipment and weapons that had banged around the interior of the shuttle as they attempted to escape and face the dinosaur, had damaged several key components of the shuttle.
Phillip’s teeth were on a pen as he pulled out more wires to the driveshaft. It was ruined. He’d have to take it apart and try to fix the damages, then rewire the entire thing.
“How does it look?” Ben asked.
Phillip shook his head. “Not good. I’m going to spend all day trying to get the drive shaft working again. And there’s no guarantee I’ll be able to.”
“Perfect,” Ben said. “What about the rear thrusters?”
Phillip’s eyes widened. “What
