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"We'll put it in the capsule that will carry Erisa and Randy. Ok?"

"Ok. And the NSP will want a full written report on the details of this meteorite hit. Can you put somebody competent on it?"

Jill spoke up, "We need all the details, George. Can you do a complete test of all your systems and include that in your report? Also, we want the exact locations and angles of strike. It might save lives in the future, George."

Then George decided that there had been enough talk now. He needed a few more days to complete the power supplies. "Yes. I have to get back to work now. I will re-establish contact tomorrow. We are expecting to go to the Russian capsules today, John."

"Yes. Our tug will be coming over to you today. No tricks." But Ferguson wanted to hold George on the line. "George, before you go, was Steven in control at the time he was hit? It's for my report. For his family too."

George knew that he was being played for a sap. He decided to simply say the truth. "No, John. He was holding me hostage. I was ready to die before letting him take over. He was going to get hurt anyway. But we wouldn't have killed him. We would have just tied him up with those nylon ties he brought along with him.