Chapter Fifteen – A Wet Mess
OVERNIGHT, THE TRANSGALACTIC Council starship moved to a new location on Gaginion. Lying in her bunk, Carrie felt the ship’s motion through the water. It rose and fell gently, but the soothing movement didn’t help her sleep. Over the course of the week, her anger about being made to do remedial training had been replaced by anxiety that the decision had been correct, that she was actually useless at her job. And now her fear was heightened by Belinda’s presence. It would be bad enough to fail, but it would be soul-destroying if Belinda passed but she didn’t.
She turned onto her side and listened to the sound of Dave’s breathing in the bunk below, reminding her of the weapon he had stolen and still hadn’t got rid of. Her focus of worry shifted. Dave was a much
