They thought their surveillance was being conducted in secret until one of the Harakens, the one wearing a strange head cover, went past a hidden cam, looked up at it, and winked. “That can’t be a coincidence,” Vic said. “Do they know we’re watching?” “I suspect they know and don’t care,” Nikki said. “Look at that far monitor on the right,” a rebel said. “The one with those two milts.” The room’s occupants leaned over to peer at two troopers, who stripped off their uniform shirts, exposing the top of their unitards. “What are they doing?” Vic asked. “Those two have been standing beside that resurfacer for the longest. I think they’re reading the instructions.” The room burst into laughter at the image of the two troopers bent over a tablet and flicking through pages. “I don’t see a primer machine,” said another rebel. “Do you think they would be stupid enough to start resurfacing the bulkheads without stripping and priming first?” “These are milts,”
What do You think about Sol (The Silver Ships Book 5)?
