Chapter 106

Chapter One Hundred Six

Connor found the Moon twins not far from the airlock ramp, where they were helping Yemi repair a cracked battery casing. Covered in sweat and grime as they were and with them sitting down, it actually was hard to tell them apart.

A gentle breeze softly whistled, almost making the foul air tolerable.

“You two up for some fun?” Connor squatted a few meters shy of the Badger. He preferred being at or below eye level with people when handing out orders.

The twins looked at each other, then one—Tim, based on a quick eyeball estimate of height—dropped a wrench to the ground with a high-pitched, reverberating clang and rubbed black grease from his forehead. “Define fun.”

Tom nodded. “We’ve kind of grown tired of fun after this place.”

It wasn’t going to be easy, then. Connor had hoped they might be over Aubriella’s death. That was probably a misguided optimism. “Well, honestly, I don’t expect it to be fun.”

Tom brushed his hands on his pants. “What is it?”