Red Sands
“Complete and utter crap. “We spent fifty billion dollars on this stealth satellite, and it can’t take decent pictures?” Dr. Hoffman was furious. Sitting in the CIC, he scanned the faces of his staff, and one by one they looked away.
“No one can explain this to me?” He looked for Robert Bailey, the chief engineer. The bald man sat at the far end of the oval-shaped table, his beady eyes focused on the tablet he was obviously pretending to read.
“Robert. You’re my engineer. So give me a da...mn report,” Hoffman barked.
The man ran a hand over his shiny head, the skin gleaming under a bank of LEDs overhead. Then he shrugged.
Hoffman attempted to maintain his self-control. He glared at the stocky engineer, wondering if his attitude would change if he threatened to shoot him out an air lock.
Hoffman continued. “I expected to have the ability to monitor the biospheres.MoreLess
“No one can explain this to me?” He looked for Robert Bailey, the chief engineer. The bald man sat at the far end of the oval-shaped table, his beady eyes focused on the tablet he was obviously pretending to read.
“Robert. You’re my engineer. So give me a da...mn report,” Hoffman barked.
The man ran a hand over his shiny head, the skin gleaming under a bank of LEDs overhead. Then he shrugged.
Hoffman attempted to maintain his self-control. He glared at the stocky engineer, wondering if his attitude would change if he threatened to shoot him out an air lock.
Hoffman continued. “I expected to have the ability to monitor the biospheres.MoreLess
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