Behr swayed. He reached out and steadied himself with a hand against the wall. It took a few seconds for his brain to catch up with what his eyes were seeing. They were no longer in the prison corridor. From the interior, he would guess they were inside a freighter.
He scanned the area, turned to face the Dregulon, and did a double-take, wondering if he was hallucinating. Stunned disbelief held him frozen. Instead of the ugly male, a beautifully exotic woman stood beside him with her eyes closed. She was breathing deeply, while keeping one hand pressed against her stomach. After a few seconds, she opened her almond-shaped, dark-brown eyes and looked back at him with a wry smile.
“So far, so good,” she said in the Dregulon’s deep voice.
She made a face, reached up, and removed a thin pat
