(Part 1 of ?)
June twenty-first 2007, over the Shackleton range, Antarctica.
He looked out the window again. Still nothing. “How’s the weather?”
“Perfectly dreadful. Forty below and the wind is eighty knots below one thousand feet. Happy Solstice.”
“Back at ya, babe. I think it’s time I let Serenity take over.”
Fiona straightened her seat up and adjusted her harness. “She can see better than we can through this weather.”
Kevin scanned his panel again. “Serenity?”
“Would you take us the rest of the way, please?”