Chapter 30
The paramedic on Storme's team was satisfied with the condition of his patients.
'They'll both live, Commander.'
'Right.' He called two of his men over. 'Get Mitchum and the others suited up. I want off this planet within three hours. Foreman. I'll ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to stay here?'
'Positive. Monkley saved my life twice. The least I can do is keep my pal company. This is our home, now.'
'Rather you than me. We need your buggy to get everyone to our ship.'
'I'll come with you and drive it back.'
Three hours later, as dawn broke on Mars, the Goliath took off. Foreman and Monkley watched the huge ship disappear over the horizon. 'Well, that was interesting, pal.'
'Oooh!'
Three days later, Foreman and Monkley were eating breakfast together.
'Shit! Monkley. Suit up.'
Ten minutes later, Foreman was driving the buggy up the ramp and heading to the Moonstruck. It took another twenty minutes to find what he was looking for.
'It only just occurred to me, Monkley. The commander was too busy arresting people to think about the Marilium. Finders keepers, I say.'
'Oooh!' said Monkley.
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