Chapter 11The flight proved as straightforward and dull as predicted. It was only as they came close to Mars that things got more interesting. Montreal looked up from his station.
“There’s a storm up ahead. Several miles of storm. I don’t think it’ll stop us making a landing, but it could be a bit bumpy.” He looked at Jeroboam. “Shall we stay in orbit until it dies down or shrinks back?”
“These storms can last for days.” Jeroboam shook his head. “No, I don’t want us stuck up here. Recheck your findings. If you still think that the ship can land, we land. See to it, Mr. Jackson.”
“Yes, Captain.” Montreal resuming checking the storm for speed, severity, and size. He rested his fingers on the console while he waited and felt a thrum, as if were the heartbeat, of the ship.
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