little too far. I'm pretty sure Sprite can watch the life
support for any problems. Good night,” Irons said, turning onto his side.
The
captain paced in his day cabin, thoroughly pissed. His cabin was just big
enough to get about two strides in before he had to turn. He had wanted a fish
tank embedded in one wall. What he had was an empty hole and a fish tank on the
floor. He carefully avoided it. Unfortunately no fish had been available in
Pyrax. He'd have to find out if they could get some somewhere else. He turned
to Ed, glaring. “What the hell just happened?” he demanded, scowling.
“I'm
not sure. What the Admiral reported is on the money. Someone did try to kill
him. At least it looks that way.” He turned to the chief with a raised eyebrow.
“Right chief?”
“Chief?”
the captain asked, turning to him. Bailey grunted irritably, still lost in
thought. “Chief!” he said again.
“Oh?”
the chief said, turning. “Oh sorry, thinking. I... yes, it's sabotage. I'm not
sure how the hell they did it. Not for sure. I mean I know how, but I don't
know when or who.” What he did know was it took education in engineering and
some practice to have pulled that stunt off. Which meant it wasn't a casual
attack.
“Which
is my department,” Ed said with a scowl. I checked the video logs. No one
entered his quarters. Not since he left. And he said he used the shower then.
Which makes me wonder. Was it an accident after all? Or was it something
someone did but it had a delayed reaction?”
“I
thought the video was offline?” Bailey asked turning to Ed.
Ed
frowned. “I... A little white lie. I have the Admiral's quarters under
surveillance.”
“Not
well enough apparently,” the captain said as he went behind his desk and sank
into his chair with a huff. “I want someone watching him and his quarters. I do
not want a repeat of this incident. Clear?” he asked, knitting his hands
together in front of him in a prim and proper pose of commanding authority.
“Crystal
sir,” Ed said in unison with Bailey, both straightening.
The
captain stared into their eyes for a moment and then grunted. He jerked his
head to the door as he picked up a tablet. “Dismissed then gentlemen. Do what
you have to but make sure it doesn't happen again.”
“Yes
sir,” Ed said as he retreated with the chief. His right hand went to the hatch
jam over the chief's shoulder. He paused. “I've got too many suspects...”
“I
know. Just... do what you can Ed. I know security is catching the buggers after
they act. Do what you can to make it harder for them.”
“All
right,” Ed said leaving. He sighed as he exited. The chief gave him a look and
then a shrug. “Easier for you than me chief. I don't have a clue on what to do
or how to catch the bastard. Whoever it is is good.”
“Yeah,
I kind of figured that,” the chief said with a scowl. “Find 'em anyway Ed.
We're counting on you.”
“I'll
do my best,” Ed said, tugging on the hem of his jacket. He adjusted his gun
belt and then nodded to the guard stationed at the captain's door. “Let me know
if anything happens,” he said.
“Will
do sir,” the short Terran said with a frown. He had no idea what that was about
but he was pretty sure the grapevine might. He'd have to find out.
Chapter 4
Irons
grimaced as he went to the wardroom door. The hatch door was a standard gray,
trimmed with a handle and warning markers. “Here goes nothing,” he said,
fidgeting with his undress uniform. It wasn't like he wasn't used to meetings
and formal occasions. But this was straining things a bit. He could feel the
tension in a lot of the people he ran into still. Most of the tension came from
the diplomatic passengers and the officers of the ship. Bailey was the only one
who was genuinely glad he was here.
Time
to get it over with he thought. The guard at the door didn't even blink as he
stepped up and tapped the admittance button.
Interesting.
Sprite had said
support for any problems. Good night,” Irons said, turning onto his side.
The
captain paced in his day cabin, thoroughly pissed. His cabin was just big
enough to get about two strides in before he had to turn. He had wanted a fish
tank embedded in one wall. What he had was an empty hole and a fish tank on the
floor. He carefully avoided it. Unfortunately no fish had been available in
Pyrax. He'd have to find out if they could get some somewhere else. He turned
to Ed, glaring. “What the hell just happened?” he demanded, scowling.
“I'm
not sure. What the Admiral reported is on the money. Someone did try to kill
him. At least it looks that way.” He turned to the chief with a raised eyebrow.
“Right chief?”
“Chief?”
the captain asked, turning to him. Bailey grunted irritably, still lost in
thought. “Chief!” he said again.
“Oh?”
the chief said, turning. “Oh sorry, thinking. I... yes, it's sabotage. I'm not
sure how the hell they did it. Not for sure. I mean I know how, but I don't
know when or who.” What he did know was it took education in engineering and
some practice to have pulled that stunt off. Which meant it wasn't a casual
attack.
“Which
is my department,” Ed said with a scowl. I checked the video logs. No one
entered his quarters. Not since he left. And he said he used the shower then.
Which makes me wonder. Was it an accident after all? Or was it something
someone did but it had a delayed reaction?”
“I
thought the video was offline?” Bailey asked turning to Ed.
Ed
frowned. “I... A little white lie. I have the Admiral's quarters under
surveillance.”
“Not
well enough apparently,” the captain said as he went behind his desk and sank
into his chair with a huff. “I want someone watching him and his quarters. I do
not want a repeat of this incident. Clear?” he asked, knitting his hands
together in front of him in a prim and proper pose of commanding authority.
“Crystal
sir,” Ed said in unison with Bailey, both straightening.
The
captain stared into their eyes for a moment and then grunted. He jerked his
head to the door as he picked up a tablet. “Dismissed then gentlemen. Do what
you have to but make sure it doesn't happen again.”
“Yes
sir,” Ed said as he retreated with the chief. His right hand went to the hatch
jam over the chief's shoulder. He paused. “I've got too many suspects...”
“I
know. Just... do what you can Ed. I know security is catching the buggers after
they act. Do what you can to make it harder for them.”
“All
right,” Ed said leaving. He sighed as he exited. The chief gave him a look and
then a shrug. “Easier for you than me chief. I don't have a clue on what to do
or how to catch the bastard. Whoever it is is good.”
“Yeah,
I kind of figured that,” the chief said with a scowl. “Find 'em anyway Ed.
We're counting on you.”
“I'll
do my best,” Ed said, tugging on the hem of his jacket. He adjusted his gun
belt and then nodded to the guard stationed at the captain's door. “Let me know
if anything happens,” he said.
“Will
do sir,” the short Terran said with a frown. He had no idea what that was about
but he was pretty sure the grapevine might. He'd have to find out.
Chapter 4
Irons
grimaced as he went to the wardroom door. The hatch door was a standard gray,
trimmed with a handle and warning markers. “Here goes nothing,” he said,
fidgeting with his undress uniform. It wasn't like he wasn't used to meetings
and formal occasions. But this was straining things a bit. He could feel the
tension in a lot of the people he ran into still. Most of the tension came from
the diplomatic passengers and the officers of the ship. Bailey was the only one
who was genuinely glad he was here.
Time
to get it over with he thought. The guard at the door didn't even blink as he
stepped up and tapped the admittance button.
Interesting.
Sprite had said
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