Chapter Three – Carrie's Comeuppance
NEVER BEFORE HAD CARRIE seen Gavin’s razor-sharp inner mandibles at such close quarters. They filled her vision, glistening with mucus, and she struggled to concentrate on what he was saying. She caught the words irresponsible, reckless, impulsive and idiotic. She thought the last one was a little harsh. Of all the Transgalactic Council staff, she had the most experience of dealing with the deceptions of the placktoids. That was why they had asked her along. Only they had never given her a chance to use her knowledge. Maybe if she’d arrived in the squashpump mound a little sooner—
“Transgalactic Intercultural Community Crisis Liaison Officer Hatchett, did you hear what I said?”
Shuffling a little to the side so that she could look at Gavin’s hundred
