Chapter 3, Kanika:
Blood streamed down her leg and formed a puddle under her foot. She needed a moment to gain her composure, the urge to kill everyone involved was tempered by the pain of everyone lost. Her father didn’t want to engage in the conflict, but somehow it found and murdered the Resolute. At the moment she needed to calm her mind, it became clear that someone set up the ship. The bosun missing ships movement and being attacked the next day was just too pat. Someone must have given out their intended course to set such an elaborate trap. The raiders were either after the crew or the cargo—it didn’t matter to Kanika, they would all die.
Her contemplation was broken by a heavy pounding on the cabin door. “Kanika, are you alive in there?” Bran shouted from outside in the corridor
