S410 out.”
The static disappears as the connection is
closed. “Bye to you, too,” Leena mumbles. She looks around the room
and her gaze stops on Shanley, kneeling by the console and already
setting up our DAQ system to transmit the files the next time
Conlan calls. “They’re real keen on knowing all they can find out
about us, aren’t they? What’s your armament? What’re the results of
your decon tests? But what did we learn about them?”
“Nothing,” Johnson says. Vallery nods
in agreement and Johnson glares at me like it’s my fault, I
should’ve talked to the guy, not Dylan. “We didn’t learn
shit.”
“Forty-two colonists,” Dylan says.
With one hand he traces the seam of my jumpsuit along my inner
thigh. When I try to cover the spot nonchalantly, he begins to pick
at the seam, pulling the material up around my fingers because he’s
bored and restless and he wants to get this party started, he
doesn’t want to wait another two hours until we land, he doesn’t