INRIT PUT HER BAG ON the single cot that had been let down from where it was normally secured against the wall of the ship she now called home. She had with her a few changes of clothes, some toiletries, and an entertainment pad filled with books, vids, and games from all across the galaxy. When she’d hefted the bag onto her shoulder back on the planet, the weight hadn’t been enough to make her strain.
A sad showing for a woman who’d made riches enough to make kings weep. But she’d never wanted the money and walking away had been the easiest decision that had ever been made for her.
“You’re the luckiest crewmember,” Captain Morvellan told her from where he stood in the doorway. She appreciated the gesture. There wasn’t a lot of space on any ship, so respecting a bit of distance was an ex
