With Jim and Malcolm the springer spaniel covering the Motorcade, he, Ivy, Dilya, and the two dogs were the sole occupants of the three helicopters returning to Cape Canaveral.
“Kept him running, did you?” Colby asked the girl. Zackie was passed out during the flight—a state he’d rarely witnessed the Sheltie in.
“Might have.”
“Learn anything interesting?”
Dilya looked at him with a puzzled expression. So disingenuous that he might have bought it if not for Ivy’s snort of laughter.
The teen shifted to a bright smile and shrugged off her defeat easily. “Not all that much really. Mexico is still trying to hold on to old styles of energy production; drilling the Gulf is how they’ve always propped up their economy. Now that we can generate the oil more cheaply and more safely with fracking
