“Command revised their courses of action once the space ports were destroyed,” Lois said.
“Destroyed?” Smythe asked. “Who did it?”
Ever since the ‘rusty fog’ began to choke out all life on the planet, the major players established an uneasy détente. I doubt we trust each other any more than we did during the Second World War.
“The people,” Lois said in a way that implied she knew more about the situation than she was letting on. “When it became clear that it was indentured servitude or death, they chose the latter.”
“Why would that affect this facility?”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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