Chapter 137: McMathers

• McMathers entered a command into his personal luxury hover ships control system and set it into auto pilot mode. Minimizing the displayed holo-projection of the controls McMathers then sat back into a plush white captain’s chair with a sigh and laid his cane comfortably across his knees. The already airborne hover ship then started gliding seamlessly towards its destination.
• "This old body won't be getting any younger." McMathers muttered to no one. "However, I can go on for another twenty years if I feel like it, he-he! JEB, bring me some wine."
• "Understood, Master McMathers." A human like, monotonous robotic voice replied. Then from behind McMathers came rolling next to his chair, on a single large round polished brass orb, was a humanoid robot dressed from the waistline up in a butler’s uniform. The robot, JEB, was carrying a bottle of wine and glass perfectly balanced on a spotless silver tray. "I take it the meetings went well?" JEB asked as he went to pour the fine red wine into a crystal glass.