Jalima swore. “What do you think? I save the day. I rescue the earth. Look at me now! Garbage woman for a planet! ‘Clean up the mess you made.’ That’s gratitude!”
Piotr nodded. “Yes. I have faced a similar problem. No one will hire a man who knows only how to destroy aliens. But, I have a proposal for you.”
Three months later, Jalima wasn’t swearing.
The president presented the medal. “The invasion threatened to destroy our way of life. The clean-up afterward nearly succeeded. But you two created and implemented technology that hunts down and eliminates alien devices. You have rescued the earth twice. You have our eternal gratitude.”