“Mister Stern,” Grimm said. “What is that covering you from head to toe? For a moment I took you for my shadow.” “Soot and engine grease, Skip,” Stern said, grinning. “I take it you amused yourself thoroughly this evening.” “Indeed I did, sir. All went well.” “I am relieved to hear it—but I can’t have one of my aeronauts wandering about looking like a tunnel rat. Clean yourself up.” Stern grinned, and his teeth were a very white contrast to the soot. “I’ll do that, sir, right away.” “Good man,” Grimm said, and began striding toward the archway leading into Habble Landing. Sorellin looked back
...more
Hehehehe
