Chapter Eleven
Tina led the way back to the ship. She walked at the front while Rex alternated between walking next to her or with his friend Jens who assisted his father by occasionally touching his elbow to warn of obstacles ahead.
It was busy in the passages, with people milling about outside shops and offices, and harassing passersby for money, food or jobs. Jens was busy steering them away from his father and protecting his tool bag, which little urchins insisted they wanted to carry in exchange for money or food.
It only got a little less cramped when they arrived at the big atrium.
“Look, over there,” Rex said.
On the other side of the hall, over the heads of a mass of people seated on bags, stood a couple of men. They were tall and broad-shouldered and wore dark jackets made f
