Chapter Twenty-Six
Malcolm tapped furiously on a virtual keyboard projected on the table in the crew quarters.
Erik and Jia sat across from one another, both wearing haptic feedback gloves and holding their VR helmets. Jia wiped sweat from her brow. Somehow her life always found a new way to grow more complicated.
Lanara stood near an IO port in the wall, squinting at a data window. She held Emma’s core in her hand. “What do I do if she attempts to take over the ship?”
“She didn’t try to take over the flitter,” Jia mused. “Despite what Adeyemi said, we don’t have proof that she’ll be dangerous.”
“You can’t escape into space in a flitter,” Lanara muttered. “Think about this. Your plan requires us to stick a crazed AI into this ship, and I can’t even use the containment field because yo
