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Kaitlyn and let her know I’m here. I’m not exactly sure of
how or when but make sure she’s ready when the time comes.”
    “It will be this unit’s pleasure. Good luck sir.”
UR-L8 whistled twice and sped back into the starport.
    DJ watched until his daughter’s ‘bot was swallowed
up by the pedestrian traffic before climbing into the back of the taxi. He
expected to be extremely cramped in the back seat but discovered that, even in
his armor, he had plenty of room.
    The door was barely closed when ‘Lucille’ took
off. Tony drove the taxi like a starfighter, swerving in and out of traffic,
dodging barricades and ignoring traffic signs. Tony glanced in his rear view
mirror. “What’s a Marine doing in Confederate Scout Armor?”
    DJ chuckled. “It was handy. After the war when I
turned my skills to bounty hunting, it was all I could afford. Now,” he
shrugged, “it’s more like my trademark.”
    Tony seemed to accept that answer and nodded to
himself. “Where exactly are we going on Titan? It is rather large.”
    “Have you ever heard of a casino called Mocha
Delights?”
    Tony laughed. “Calling Mocha Delights a casino is
like calling the Kentucky Derby a horse race.”
    It was DJ’s turn to be confused. “But the Kentucky
Derby is a horse race.”
    Tony shook his head. “You are obviously not from
Kentucky or a fan of horse racing. It’s not A horse race, it’s THE horse race.
Every other race is compared to the Kentucky Derby. That’s what makes it so special.”
    DJ nodded his understanding. “So you’re saying
that Mocha Delights is what all other casinos should aspire to?”
    “Yep. It’s more than just a casino. It’s a
restaurant, hotel, spa and strip club rolled up into one place. Women, men,
drugs and/or anything else you desire can be found inside. If you want it, you
can find it at Mocha Delights…for the right price.” Tony let out a deep sigh.
“It’s as close to heaven as you’re gonna find in this life.”
    “I take it you’ve been there before.”
    “Not in one year and ninety-two days.” Tony
thumped a bronze medallion hanging from his mirror.
    DJ had seen the like before…a sobriety medallion.
It showed that Tony was a recovering addict. DJ spied the Roman numeral I in
the center with the Addiction Anonymous tag on the top while the motto of ‘one
day at a time’ filled the bottom. Without looking, DJ knew the serenity prayer
would be printed on the back.
    “Will this be a problem for you? Taking me to
Mocha Delights?”
    Tony shook his head. “Not at all, I’ve had many a
fare go there. Is this trip business or pleasure?”
    “Business.”
    “Then you need to speak with Mocha.”
    “Who?”
    “The owner.”
    “Anything you can tell me about him?”
    “Not much. He’s a young entrepreneur who took over
a rundown casino about six, no seven years back and through hard work and
honest dealings with gamblers and vendors has turned it into the premier
destination on Saturn. Not much else to tell you.” Tony glanced in his mirror
again. “He’s not your target is he?”
    “Mark. Shooters have targets, hunters have marks.
And no, he isn’t. I’m just hoping to garner some information from him.”
    Tony nodded as they zoomed through the atmosphere
of Titan. One of the first things that DJ noticed was the complete lack of
clouds in this region. He knew that the poles were almost always covered in
thick clouds but not the area along the equator. The second was the number of
bio-domes scattered throughout the area. Most were huge, city sized but there
were numerous smaller ones connected by tubes to the larger ones until the domes
nearly covered the entire land. It seemed from his viewpoint that the entire
moon was covered in domes, he knew that wasn’t accurate but that was the
impression he got. According to the files provided by Aeolus, Titan was
slightly larger than Earth’s moon but had less gravity than his home planet.
The government had been trying