EPILOGUE
Marston hissed as the doctor fixed him up. Artemis holding the gun to the man's head.
"How did they use their capacitator without being on the ship, Marston?" Artemis asked for the sixth time.
Gritting his teeth in pain and frustration, Marston snapped, "As I said the other five times you asked, I don't f*****g know!"
"They came out of the house, Marston. Yet, Faruke and the others shifted. You said they were in the same situation as we were," Artemis said almost accusingly.
The doctor stepped back, shaking. "It's done."
Marston sat up, and grunted. Moving his shoulder, it was a bit stiff, but nothing he couldn't handle. "Is Bergous back with what I asked for?"
"He called on one of the earthling communicators we gave him and said he should be here any minute," Devdan said,
