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Chapter 5
Chapter 5Madsen sat back in his seat while Sartre slowly maneuvered the ship towards Enceladus 2. As they moved closer, Madsen c****d his head. Sartre noticed it too. “There’s some damage to the floating city,” Sartre said. “It’s listing on its side.” “Do you think that was the source of the debris?” “It’s possible.” Sartre folded the ship’s solar sails and punched the buttons to initiate automatic docking protocol. Opis’s interior lights dimmed slightly. “Can you go in at this angle?” “Of course. It’s stepping out of the ship at a degree that’ll be the problem.” Sartre kept his eyes ahead, then searched his neck. To Madsen’s surprise, Sartre took off a chain with a key, then handed it to Madsen. “Your bag’s in the upper locker, down the steps. On the left.” Madsen nodded as he took
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