Book 2: Chapter 25: Rabbits
Howard
November 2189
Vulcan
There was a call on my queue from one of the biologists. I was a little surprised. Normally I talked only to Butterworth—not there was a rule or anything. Still… curious, I dialed the call.
“Sheehy.” A woman appeared on screen for a moment, then disappeared off frame. I got an impression of thick red hair, tied into a ponytail.
“Dr. Sheehy? This is Howard Johansson, returning your call.”
Her disembodied voice drifted back to the phone. “Oh, thanks for getting back to me. Colonel Butterworth wanted me to call you if we had news. We have news.”
I waited for a moment. “And…”
She returned and grinned into the video. “Sorry. I love the drama. Anyway, we have a possible treatment for the vine.”