544 The Sound of Little Feet

As promised, Medusa had her affairs in order and was on her way into orbit to reach the arranged transport point within the next fifteen minutes. That sort of enthusiasm in a potential employee wasn't something you could buy, though Max suspected it was almost entirely due to the presence of her nieces since her additional messages asked three times about how they were doing but didn't mention her sister at all.

[Commander, we are ready to open the portal.] The traffic control officer reported.

[Perfect, bring her in and have the staff prepare to welcome any other guests that are arriving at the same time. I have seen in the messages we are due to get more than a few new guests from the surrounding systems.] Max replied.