Chapter 17

“Oh! This is wonderful. Smell that air.”

I let out the breath I was holding and gave him a shove. “You could have poisoned us all.” I refrained from calling him a stupid son of a bitch, but only just.

“But I didn’t.” He grinned at me over his shoulder, then turned his head and took another deep breath.

After the stale, recycled oxygen of the Emmy, we became almost drunk on the cold breeze that blew into the cabin. The scents it carried were vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t quite think what they reminded me of.

“All right, then. Let’s get some warm clothes on,” Doc said. “It’s cold out there. Nick, the Geiger counter? We’ll need to know what the radiation count is on this planet.”

“I’m on top of it, Doc.” I opened the storage hatch and pulled out four cases, then found something that shocked me so much I toppled back on my ass. “Uh…Doc, you want to explain this?”