“That’s a tricky fit.”
“Yup. I can only hope that the next staff is just as good as Desmond. He was a disappointment.”
“He sold your location to Uraddan scientists.”
“Yup. A disappointment.”
She smiled and kissed him. He returned the kiss, there on the sidewalk. “Did you want to grab breakfast in the commissary? I can get you a visitor’s badge.”
He snorted. “I don’t need one.”
“Oh. Right. Well? They do a great eggs-in-hollandaise. I believe we have burned sufficient calories.” She looped her arm through his, and they walked toward the building.
Breakfast with Krix, wearing his date clothes, was definitely one for the books.
Chapter Eight
After a meeting withZera, Hever spent the morning working on Desmond’s desk, clearing up what the investigators had left behind.
She headed to lunch and came back to a seriously tall woman smiling and standing near her desk. “Hello, Ms. Hever.”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Dex, and I have engineering skills, am a heavy-hitter, and a good conversationalist. My name is at the end of the list because I have been in the float pool, so I thought I would come in and put my two cents in. My most recent occupation hasn’t been in mechanics or engineering.”
Hever cocked her head. “Can you replace the axle on that rover?”
“Sure. Do you have the replacement?”
“On that rack.”
Dex walked over and lifted the rover, checking the angle of the axle. She checked the break and chuckled. “It’s an easy fix, but I am guessing this is a hard-use unit.”
“Yes. Good guess.”
Dex lifted the vehicle to a working level, reinforced the supports, and shook them to make sure they would hold.