“I cannot transmit anything over the Uplink,” Iric Desnaray said. “What is the matter?”
“The matter is that communications have been suspended until we have clarified the situation on board.”
“Your colleague from T-7 has died.”
To her shock, Iric surged forward, grabbed her by the collar and lifted her off her feet. “You stinking grubber, I’ll have your guts nailed to the outside of your damned rust bucket ship …”
He lost his grip on her throat, and gasped for air as the Ship shook him and boomed in the Voice, “The Ship will kill to defend its Crew, so you will forbear from threatening the Captain.”
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