EARTH
STRIKER DT SPARTAN 214
OVER THE ATLANTIC
Lohana settled them into a steady course over the Mediterranean Ocean, five thousand feet above the water, at the sedate speed of three thousand kilometers per hour. This course would speed them along to North America and directly into New Miami. She turned in her seat and looked at Tarifa, Aihola and Tareif.
"We should arrive in New Miami in roughly ninety minutes." She spoke.
"It's nearly 0900 hours!" Tareif spoke sternly to her. "Shouldn't you be waking him up since it appears he slept in?"
Lohana smiled. "When the bulkhead slides open you can move into the rear of the ship." Lohana told them. "His quarters and much of the living space for long flights are in the rear."
"So why is he back there and we are up here?" Tareif snapped.
