“Except that he’s been scaring the angels with wild tales while his clothes give his words weight! He’s ruining my crew and destroying morale—generally making a nuisance or a laughingstock of himself. I won’t have the uniform disgraced. To quarters!”
There was a click of heels from Court and the sound of feet slapping down the hall before his door shut. Stan stood a moment longer, spreading his hands at odd angles, then followed. With a glance at the clock, Lee clapped his hands down on the panel and jerked from the throne.
“Seven hours from Mars. Take over! Don’t call me unless there’s an emergency.”
That left me alone at the controls, and the peace should have been welcome, but wasn’t. I could still hear echoes bouncing from the walls, and the face of Court Perry kept getting in front
