“Hmmm!” said Nick.
I looked from Mel to Sammy and back again as I spoke.
“Honestly, it’s staring-you-in-the-face obvious why Nick was chosen to be
the captain, commander, and grand poobah of this mission, isn’t it?”
“Why don’t we fly Albatross over
to the crater tomorrow morning and use her thrusters to clear the sand away
from the hull of the wreck,” Nick finally said.
I looked back at Nick as I considered his proposal. “Huh? You know what? I
believe that might work. But wouldn’t it be a better idea to use the bow
thrusters to do the clearing so we can see what we’re doing?”
“It might be!” Nick retorted.
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