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Kaira sat on the sofa in the kitchen, an empty mug of coffee clasped between her hands. Hands that wouldn’t stop shaking. It had been twenty minutes since they’d transitioned to jump space and escaped the pirates, but she still hadn’t been able to stop the shakes. She kept seeing the pirate firing, remembering the moment she was sure they would die. It ran through her mind over and over again.
She tried to slow her breathing, to stop it coming in gasps, but she couldn’t. Someone had tried to kill her. No, someone had been determined to kill her. She could so easily have died. The shaking spread from her hands, up her arms and into her body. Tears pricked her eyes and her breath kept coming in gasps.
She jumped as a steaming mug of coffee clumped down on the table in front of
