’ I replied. ‘Stay there 1706, we are sending a roadman to you. Do you copy?’ ‘I copy!’ I replied in a rather shaky voice. How did the dis...atcher know I was going crazy? Maybe one of the drivers on the Biltmore called him. I just sat there for about twenty minutes, trying to adjust to a whole new reality of sights, sounds, smells and feelings. I was really starting to lose my cool. ‘Nothing will ever be the same!’ I thought. ‘What about my family? What’s going to happen to them? Daddy’s. Ship?" Yes, Nadia?" Before you try and fix Pilot, make sure she wants to be fixed..."+++ Pilot's moan startled both Nadia and Ship, it had been nearly twenty-four hours since Nadia had brought Pilot to the shuttle and this was the first sign of conscious life. Nadia went to Pilot's side to help her sit up and Ship twiddled his mental fingers wondering what in the world to say."Ship?" Pilot thought."I'm here, Pilot." What happened? I feel like someone landed a shuttle on my head." I'm not. It was simply a matter of pulling out my keys and going the way the little LCD arrow told me. The transmission was wide-beam; at anything short of extreme range I could even pick up the signal from gullies and ditches. I'd been so pleased with myself that I'd even thought about getting a patent but found that, as with so many useful things, the idea wasn't a new one, it's just that there wasn't much call for such a gadget so it wasn't commonly on the market.Another good reason that I wasn't in. He sensed her shake her head. Leave me. You have to find the commanding officer. I think they are planning a military coup. You have to stop it.Aesia, just be ready.OK. Tristan is Tristain... She is safe, don't worry.He terminated the connection. The tactical showed a corridor branching off to the right. Halfway along a room where Aesia was being held.Two guards were posted outside her cell door. Tristan dare not use his telepathy to destroy their minds, Aesia was too close and the technique.