Zak wondered whether he could tell Geremi about the lifeboat incident. The man seemed friendly enough, but could he trust him? It was too early to say. If they became friends, then maybe he could tell him later.
Zak heard a voice in his ear. It was Mum.
‘Hello Zak. We’re going for dinner. We’ll be in the Red Planet Bar in fifteen minutes.’
‘Red Planet Bar,’ said Zak, glancing at Geremi. ‘I’ll be there.’
‘Head for 20-I-G,’ said Geremi. ‘That’s the entrance. The Red Planet’s more of a food and coffee place than Martians’.’
‘This time, I’ll check the signs. Thanks for your help Geremi,’ said Zak. ‘Actually, if you’re busy and you need me to take Rocky for a walk. Just give me a call.’
Geremi’s smile broadened.
‘That’s very kind of you Zak. I may well do that.’
Zak locked Rover back in his cage, checked the map on a screen in the kennels, then left for dinner.
It had been a long and stressful day. He would have been happy to skip a meal and go straight to bed. His own worries had been superceded by the MMM plot. Now that he knew how to navigate the ship, he would explore it properly tomorrow.
He had to find those men and expose the plot. Only then could he think about returning to Earth.
