For the better part of the next few days they stayed inside the security bubble surrounding Transport Two, which made them invisible to anyone passing by. The field of nearly ripe wirtle grass was tall enough to disguise the indentation the ship made in the middle of it. However, they knew that eventually the time would come when someone would show up to harvest the blackening pods. When that happened, they would have to move elsewhere.
Transport TwoIf there was an elsewhere to go to.
Hunter went in search of raw birisinum ore, as he’d promised. Commander had rigged a detector he could use to identify the slight radiation the ore gave off when it was in its natural state. Despite the detector, Hunter came back empty-handed. What little he’d found on nearby planets and moons was either
