After a positive update on the status on the new colonization ship, Olyver’s excitement grows. The resulting enthusiasm prompts him to push for its construction. He also wants to determine what planet should be the next on in the fledgling alliance. Will the other triumvirs agree with his direction? Or will Caitlin and Quinn try to derail the path of Olyver’s constituents?
When the door slammed shut, Olyver jumped to his feet. “We’re finally heading back out into space.”
Caitlin sighed, burying her head into her hand. “That’s not what Lambert told us, Olyver.”
While sitting down on the edge of his desk, Olyver glared at her. “What he told us was that the ship is ahead of schedule. If you recall the last update said the ship’s skeleton would take another month to complete.”
Sighing Caitlin rubbed at her brow as she plucked a pen from her desk. Whirling it through her fingers, she exhaled through her nose as she answered, “You know that was simply a projection.” Glaring up through her stretched fingers, she asked, “Right, Olyver?”
“The extra men have done nothing but help,” Olyver objected as he gestured with his hands. “And since you know that, why are you giving me grief about being happy?”
“We have to reassign the extra workers,” Caitlin explained shoving the pen in his direction.
Narrowing his eyes, Olyver questioned her. “When did Quinn enter the office?”
Slamming her hands on her desk, she jumped to her feet and snarled. “Despite whatever you want to say, you knew this measure wouldn’t last. Those workers are needed to get other projects done for the same goal.”
“Such as?”
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