Chapter Thirty-Seven
March 15, 2230, Neo Southern California Metroplex, En Route to Private Hangar
Jia folded her arms, tapping her foot in impatience as the MX 60 zoomed toward the hangar. “That’s all Lanara said? ‘Come and see the new toy? Our boss took the other one away.’”
Erik nodded. “I’m guessing Alina finally delivered the new in-system ship. She didn’t make it sound like it was going to take that long at first, but I’m still surprised.”
“It’ll be nice to have a better body,” Emma commented. “Now that I know I’m meant for ship-based greatness, it only makes sense that I’m not restricted to a flitter or a small transport. I can’t wait until we have access to the main jump ship.”
“We’ll have to see.” Erik loosened his grip on the yoke. “But one thing I’ll say about Alina, she do
