Chapter Thirteen
Sergeant Alexander sipped his coffee and watched Sparks unfold the solar panels and plug in his charger to recharge the batteries for the Dragonfly.
“You know what I’ve been thinking about?” Sparks asked.
Sarge looked at Sparks and raised an eyebrow.
“We know the satellites are still up there, right?”
“Yes, because your GPS unit picks them up. That’s one of the reasons I think we’re in some kind of a sink hole.”
“You know what else might be up there?”
Sarge looked up at the sky. “What?”
“The space station.”
“Hey, you’re right. Can we contact them?”
“I don’t know what frequencies they use, but I’ve been broadcasting on all of them.”
“If we could contact them and tell them where we are, they could tell us where the nearest city is.”
“Maybe.” Sparks stared at the
