JAS WAS IN THE MIDDLE of a standoff with Haggardy on the bridge.
“What do you think we’re going to do?” she exclaimed. “Leave the ship? You’ve got the defense units under your control. Do you think we’ll round up the crew and persuade them to commit mutiny? They’ve already seen what happened to Karrev. It isn’t like they’re going to want to follow in his footsteps. And if we start anything, the units will put a stop to it easily enough. You let MacAdam go. Why not us?”
Haggardy regarded her from beneath his brows as she sat at his feet, her ankles bound and her hands tied behind her back. Jas still hadn’t figured out if he’d been infected or not. She’d missed that first phase, when the victims showed that touch of inhumanity. Now, he seemed normal. If Haggardy was infected, she supposed
