Chapter 13.1

As soon as 0600 arrived the morning after the Freelancers arrived at Polaris Station, the tarmac was quickly filled with the smaller aerial personnel carriers that would be dropping the individual teams to their search areas around Albireo Lake.

And as much as many of them were bright and alert, more than a few of the participants getting themselves in order through things like very strong coffee or other such stimulants for those who needed it.

Among those groups, Soren’s team were on the more alert end. Aside from Branmek’s consistent yawning as everyone got loaded onto the carrier, not a soul aboard wasn’t alert and ready for action at a moment’s notice. And as the carriers were getting into the air and leaving the outpost, that was when the morning tensions finally broke enough the team was willing to talk to each other in the hold.