Sausalito's strategy. Orders must be obeyed. We turn southward. The parting. Mutiny and desertion. In the grip of the Ice King. A fight to the finish. Victory.
Chapter IX
She came directly to me in the morning. Sleep had calmed her somewhat. She was cool, but determined. In her hand she held a packet of papers, sealed with the seal of the E.U.
"Your orders," she said briefly and turned to leave the cabin.
"One moment," I said. "You others, kindly leave us. Sausalito, remain."