Anything set by firelight is amazingly atavistic. We are the descendants of all those that stayed close to their family and the fire to listen to wondrous stories. Think of it as evolution in action.
Not much… but in the captain’s comment in the end: a glimmering of plot.
Hey, it’s American adoption of the DoI Day… I need to add some kind of military engagement!
Because I needed to put the third and final piece (eavesdropping and Mackenzie) into place, first. Now the rest of Part One can begin to unfold. Things are going to be fine.
In Part One.
God was kind enough to give me two pieces of the puzzle to part 1 of my next book. Just now I saw the third piece*… right when I have to make dinner** for the family… arrgh!
*Nichole, as hybrid student/teacher in V. Bishop’s coding class, has a discussion after class with Vicki about improvements to the gain of the remote sensors used by the agriculturalists up the Columbia. If Nichole backtracks on Mackenzie, that yields her:
1. A personal agent in the dictator’s household;
2. An agent with access to financial records;
3. A means of audio eavesdropping.
**Pork medallions in mustard-cream sauce, flambed with apple brandy.