Chapter 8 – The Prospector
They quickly made their way to the cockpit. It was windowless, and the ship's retrofitted nature had resulted in it being placed in the rotating crew section. Annora strapped herself into the pilot's seat and began manipulating the controls.
“You sure you know how to fly one of these?” Dale strapped in next to her and promptly removed his sticky boots. They were annoying, both on the legs and the ears. He understood why Annora hated them. “I mean, this isn't exactly a passenger liner. Are you trained for a ship like this?”
“If it's got an engine, I can fly it.” She activated the comm. “Phosphorus Control, this is Tanaka-Chandra vessel Prospector, Annora Immerson commanding. There is a gravely wounded man in the airlock at the industrial dock. It's Dr. Lazar Ab
