The radio crackled.
"Calico Base to unidentified shuttle: please state your ID and destination."
Well, that was to be expected. ISF had been remarkably silent so far.
Vivie glanced at Eilin. "If there is an ISF exclusion zone, we've probably just run into it. What do you want me to do?"
"Just confirm ID, but keep on track."
A curt nod.
Vivie spoke to Calico Base in flight jargon.
Jadie and Moira sat on either side of Eilin, determined expressions on their young faces. They wore body armor and carried vacuum-enabled laser guns. Their faces were those of soldiers going to war.
Most of the Allion Aerospace staff thought Eilin should have driven home the confrontation a long time ago, instead of catering to ISF demands. They wanted to fight, but Eilin knew that Allion could never win a
