Chapter 6
Nick’s spacesuit was beginning to chafe his groin, and it was getting hot enough that sweat trickled down his back. The air-recirculating systems weren’t designed to work with the suit open and he the helmet sitting on the table filming the strange conversation with Vibeke.
His unusual visitor swallowed the last of the peppermint stick that she had crunched. She smiled at him, her lips red and full with promises he didn’t understand. She certainly had the curves and body of a woman, but her small stature bothered him. She was tiny, and he wasn’t a giant.
She also apparently had eight friends including the mysterious Donder, who might or might not have unhooked his tether from the space cabin, waiting somewhere out in the blizzard. The whole thing was crazy, and she still hadn’
