Exhausted, Nell looked up at Delaney.
Exhausted, Nell looked up at Delaney, a wry smile crossing her white, cold face. I don't usually accept lifts from strange men. Delaney grinned, the creases around his eyes deepening. Women, he growled back in mock disgust, they're always late. The Hercules made one more pass to drop the second and final target flare. They headed for Titron. As it grew gradually nearer, and larger, they soon found it towering over them a mighty steel fortress. A fortress that contained... what? The mystery was in all of their thoughts as silently and grimly they came alongside. Perhaps a Sleeping Beauty, mused Eugene Forster. He was nearer to the truth than he could have ever known. Only the sleep was over. # Scanning the deck
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