Excerpt from Intergalactic Witness Protection
Nicholas picks up on it too. “Orion, do we need to take any special precautions?”
“Get the blankets and huddle together.”
His eyes widen, because he knows what that means.
I do, too.
The damages on the ship may have interfered with its ability to keep out the negative 297 degrees Fahrenheit waiting outside us as we fly to the coldest place on Ganymede.
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