Chapter Fourteen
DISABLING MARGRET’S door lock took a matter of moments. Polestar’s on-ship security systems were cheap and easily circumvented by someone who, as a child, had delighted in taking apart any computer that strayed under her fingers. The door slid open, and Sayen went inside. Silently, the door closed behind her. Looking around the familiar room, Sayen thought of Margret, and wondered what the alien had done to her. Was she conscious of being possessed, but unable to do anything about it? She suddenly felt chilled.
It looked like Harrington wasn’t mentally ill. She’d been right all along. Sayen wished she’d done more to support the security chief, but the woman had acted so angry and wild. If she’d stayed calm and explained properly, Sayen would have listened. Now that she’d
