Mentor’s Comm Room
“Mentor,” Station said. “Joyita sends on behalf of Captain Waitley that there is a package for you on Bechimo. She asks that you collect it immediately.”
Tolly looked up from his calibration.
“Immediately, is it?”
“That was Joyita’s exact message, Mentor.”
“’Course it was. Thank you, Station.”
“Is there a return message?”
“No; nothin’ really to say to that.”
He finished the association, then straightened away from the bench, and pulled his glasses off.
“In case anybody asks,” he said to nobody in particular, “I’m gone to Bechimo to pick up a package. Be back as soon as I can manage.”