Chapter 184

"How do we know they aren't going to change it up last minute?" Jordan asked, scowling. He didn't like uncertainties.

"We don't. But John's man says they're arrogant, he doubts they will. If they do though, he'll call this phone." Cora held up the phone in her hand, her eyes hard and unforgiving. Like the rest of them, she was tired of the Moon's shit.

They took and took, and told their citizens that the Moon was self-sufficient. That they didn't need the Earth. It was all a lie. They still needed basic essentials from the Earth. The Moon wasn't anywhere close to being a self-sustaining colony; they would only have enough air to last them a few months if the Earth cut off supplying them. Food would last them a little long, but that didn't really matter when they wouldn't be able to breath.

Arrogant fucks.

"If they were smart, they'd choose their route at the last minute," Jordan muttered. Not that John had ever given them bad intel, it was just hard to imagin