“So what now?” Maeve asks
Her mother, Aishling, looks at her ashen-faced. “The thrusters have been affected. We already have the momentum to bring us to the Space Station Calvenish. We were due to stop there, but they won’t have the required equipment to repair the ship.
The moon is the best option, Sector C, I reckon.”
“Will the gravity not tear the ship apart?” Maeve felt her body heating up
“Your mother is right,” her father, Jack interjects. “The ship should manage it.”
There was no point in arguing when both of her parents were in agreement. That was something that she had learned years ago.
“What about the guests. They will want to know what is going on. We have to think about the future business brand.” Helen always thought about the bottom line.
Jack looks at her for a few seconds before speaking. “The shuttle craft can take them to Calvenish rather than docking when we’re within range. It will take multiple trips. You can stay at the station with them till we return.
Helen folds her hands. “And what do I tell our customers, not to mind investors?”
Aisling bangs her hand on the holographic projector. “Tell them the truth.”
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