Off the Station
Cade followed Elle down the ladder that led directly into the shuttle bay on level eleven. He was about to jump the few remaining feet to the gridded floor grating, but he paused, taking in the large open bay around him.
“It looks different,” Cade said, handing his toolbox down to Elle.
Elle nodded. “It’s the same bay we landed on hours ago, but yeah… it does look different.” She took the toolbox and set it on the floor. “Tell me again why we brought the toolboxes and laptop? They don’t belong to us.”
Cade jumped down and smiled. “We’ll return them, but I want some sort of proof just in case Mrs. H asks what we’ve been doing all day. And is that really what we’re going to get on? I think we’d be safer putting on ...