“GRAB HER LEGS,” SAID Jas, lifting the navigator’s shoulders.
“But, I thought she’s...” said Lingiari.
“She’s not dead,” shouted Jas. “She’s not dead until she’s warm and dead. Let’s see if that misborn doctor can do his job.”
The copilot’s features clouded. “I get what you mean, but do really think she’d want that? Here? When there’s no hope...?”
“I’m not asking you, Lingiari. It’s an order. Help me carry her or damn me but I’ll drag her there by myself.”
The copilot lifted the limp Lee’s legs, and the two of them ran with her, carrying the navigator between them like a hunting kill.
At the medical center, Sparks was surrounded by injured crew and uninjured crew members who were trying to help him. The place was in chaos. It was a chaos that Jas cleared with a bellowed order for eve
