Bran’s eyes narrowed and he shot Cooraan and Lazarus a look of disgust when both men burst out laughing. He was more than aware there was a long pink line gracing his otherwise immaculate warship. He was lucky the whole damn thing wasn’t pink. If he hadn’t ordered Lazarus and Cooraan to intervene, it would have been.
“We had to stop at Newport Spaceport for a minor repair,” Bran replied. “A short-haul freighter came into the repair bay next to us.”
“Backwards,” Lazarus added, trying not to laugh again. “And crooked.”
“With the tower saying words even I’ve never heard before,” Cooraan said with a grin.
“Let us just say, the Captain is very well known there,” Bran commented.
“Well known?!” Cooraan laughed. “The captain is infamous! I was coming back to the ship when an all call was plac
