Chapter Three
Takashi
Tak didn’t think you could properly call what he had arrived on a ship. Someone had built it piece by piece from whatever bits of junk would serve for the sole purpose of pushing cargo containers from space station to space station, but only those near Earth and the moon. He was quite certain that when the pilot and copilot were going through their preflight checklist, the thing they called the “life support system” was made of repurposed coffeemakers. The fact that the three of them had made it to Barnacle Town still breathing was a minor miracle.
It had made him terribly homesick.
But now he was back inside a corporate space station, although not one entirely taken over by riffraff like Haven was. This one was all corporate on the inside but a layer of riffraff
