Shen closed his eyes and looked deep. They were getting close. No time to investigate what went wrong but one thing was clear; guilty and innocent alike would taste the cold fire of space. Such a horrible way to die, thought Shen, lacking even a scintilla of compunction.

“Lieutenant, where is the girl?” queried Shen, his voice penetrating through the smoky corridors and cold hearts with equal measure.

“We’ve had a minor annoyance. She should be arriving within the minute,” responded a less than confident voice.

“Thank you lieutenant.” Shen turned slowly from the port window in his quarters to his loyal aide. Cerus had served him for more than a decade. Trusted aides were hard to come by. Shame I can’t take him with me, thought Shen.

+Cerus, prepare my personal pod for immediate launch.+

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