Preprogrammed automatics from the shuttle did the heavy lifting and set everything in place after which Boylan and Araza activated the self-contained shipping crates. That done, all that was necessary was for them to stand back and ensure that the self-powered installations unfolded smoothly. It took several days of steady work with everyone pitching in to set up all three sections of the camp and get them connected to the domed entrance lock. It was while the first of these was being furnished and equipped that the captain noticed Araza staring at him. “Something wrong, Salvador?” Stepping back from the first of the expandable beds they were installing, Boylan eyed the technician expectantly. “No, nothing, sir. I was preoccupied, that’s all.” “Time enough for that later. I want every installation done right first time.” He grunted softly. “Nobody want their bed collapsing under them in middle of night, or food processor failing to deliver after hard day’s work.” “We are ahead of schedule,”
