“HURRY UP, LEE,” SAID Jas quietly. Officers had appeared at the far end of the corridor. They had the same gait and fixed look that she’d seen with Loba and Margret. She closed the unit storage room door to a slim crack.
“Two down. Thirteen to go,” said the navigator.
Jas’s finger hovered over the trigger of her weapon as the officers approached. Were they looking for her, or the other two? Had they only come to retrieve the defense units? Loba would probably want to use them to force some more reluctant crew members onto the shuttle. Or were the officers on their way somewhere else?
“Eight to go,” said Lee.
Jas’s breathing quickened. The officers weren’t going to pass by. They were looking at the door, looking directly at her, if they’d known it. At the last possible second, she switc
