Chapter 6Sartre had expected the Tarazen scientist to meet him near the docks. As he feared, with the recent developments on the city-station, the lab was closed. No one answered as he buzzed at the front entrance. He gently tapped his zippered front jacket pocket. His p*****t was still there. He turned away from the lab and scanned the area. This whole part of the station with small businesses was empty. He was glad in hindsight that Enceladus 2 was the last station before he headed to his final destination.
Europa 11 was crucial, and he was fortunate to have gotten what he needed. As his mother used to say in her Icelandic, her mother tongue, Rúsínan í pylsuendanum. Literally, if this last lab had delivered, it would’ve been icing on the cake, like she used to say.
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