“Thank you for your help Black Thirteen and Red Five. I'll be okay from now on.” said Quiron on the ship radio to his escorts while docked one of the hangars of Freeport 11. “You are free during the meeting.”
“Roger that, contact us once it is over.” answered Black Thirteen.
As he descended from his ship, two local security personnel stepped in front of him. “Good day Mr. Lacroix, we are here to escort you to the meeting place. Mr. Parkes is already waiting for you there.” said the man on the right. “This way please.”
“Thank you.” Quiron nodded and the three men started to walk without a single word from then.
Refreshing breeze hit Quiron's care-worn face as they entered the only biodome of Eleven. After the recent conflicts and problems, it was relieving to him. He took a deep breath to feel the scent of this little slice of nature in the middle of nowhere. I should visit biodomes more often. These places always remind me of Gran Canaria.
As they went into the former research facility the two crew member showed the room where Parkes was waiting. He thanked them and entered. “Greetings Mr. Parkes. Good to see you again.” he reached out for a hand shake. “We managed to organize this meeting at last. I hope everything is alright in your station.”
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