Chapter Thirty-Nine
October 15, 2230, Gliese 581, New Samarkand, Sogdia, Cargo Bay of the Argo
Lanara circled the MX 60, clucking her tongue. She squatted by the back and stuck her finger in a hole. “Wow, Blackwell. Just wow. You didn’t stop to crash into a building on the way back?”
Jia had expected a reaction like that since Lanara was still complaining about the damage they’d suffered in the battle against the pirates even though she’d repaired most of it. Sometimes it seemed like the woman would die if she didn’t get to b***h at least ten times a day. It was like she expected special bitching privileges for being so talented, and for the most part, Jia and Erik gave them to her.
Erik shrugged and offered a sheepish grin. “We managed to make it back. Hey, if it can still fly, it’s n
