“Where now?” Derek twists his neck to look at those behind him.
Mick responds, “Go to the industrial area on the West side of the city. I’ll give the directions as we get closer.”
Derek replies, “Will do.”
The ship veers to the left. Derek can feel the power at his fingertips, and it feels good.
There are less tall buildings in this part of the city. Instead, there are large industrial buildings with big yards filled intermittently with heavy goods vehicles.
“Mick, it’s safe to stand up now. Come and point where we’re going.”
He points to a derelict building in the distance on the outskirts near green fields. A few moments later their destination had been reached.
Derek sets the ship down in the yard beside the building. Fresh, warm hair sweeps through the ship.
A couple of minutes later, they are outside the building. The sun warms Derek’s body.
I wish I could stay in the here and now. It feels so good.
Mick waves his hands for people to follow him. “This way.”
Derek drives up beside Maeve. “I guess we better follow him. He seems to have been here before.”
She grins. “I definitely hope so, anyway.”
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