"Major Mwangi?" the voice
at the other end of the line asked.
"Yes?" the man answered.
"We have a situation..."
There was suddenly an awkward
silence.
"Yes, continue" Major
Mwangi said.
"I'm sorry sir but the colonel
told me to ascertain first whether you
were sober." the voice said.
"Tell the goddamn colonel not to waste my time." Mwangi answered
vehemently if only to hide the fact that he was feeling a bit tipsy.
After a brief silence the caller
continued. "Sir, we've lost contact with the SS Harbinger."
"What do you mean you've lost
contact?"
" It was passing through sector
33 on its way to answar when we experienced some interference and then...
Then.."
" Then what captain?"
"You better come in and hear
this for yourself sir."
This was bad. There was a pretty big
black hole smack in the middle of sector 33. What the captain of the ship, his
old friend Njogu, had wanted there was a mystery to him. And as is always the
case in these things, when things went wrong they always called him.
"Great" he muttered.
"Come on son, lets go".
ChapterXXXX
The center for space travel was
located in limuru on the outskirts of Nairobi. It was a large blue building
that had a blocky appearance. While it stood at only two storeys high, the bulk
of the building was underground stretching 15 floors below.
Mwangi arrived at the massive gate in
his old beat up Peugeot. A military police lieutenant came to his window looked
in then snapped a salute recognizing him.
"welcome sir" he said as he
gestured to another MP at the gatehouse. The barrier was dropped and major
mwangi drove through.
On his way in he noted colonel
odhiambo's black Citroen and general mathenge's blue Toyota parked at the
front. This was bad. Very bad.
Dr. Machira had started all this hullabaloo about space travel back in
2022 when he discovered hypertime. It was the discovery of a lifetime. It could
get a ship practically anywhere in the universe at the snap of a finger.
"Dad are we going to see the
'mwari' his son asked excitedly. "Are we?"
The mwari was the first ship in human
history to fly through hypertime. It was Dr. Machira's ship. In 2024 had flown to the psoarus galaxy.
"No son. Not today. Daddy's got
to work."
They entered into the reception area.
The room was painted green and had a desk that divided the room in half. On the
far end of the room stood a bank of elevators. One would have wondered what a
two story building needed an elevator for. Behind the desk sat a female sergeant
who looked up momentarily when Mwangi and his son walked in.
