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As the Wanderer dropped out of jump space a weight settled back on Jess’s shoulders. He stared at the mismatched fleet and knew the fleet stared back.
Ali leaned forward to rest a hand on his shoulder, and sent a blast of warm emotions through their link. Jess smiled and relaxed a little. No matter the pressure, he didn’t have to deal with it alone.
“Time to call the Admiral and give him the news,” Jess said.
“It’s probably best to do it face to face,” Clay said. “I’m sure no one could eavesdrop from the Wanderer’s end, but the Spindrift is another matter.”
Jess sighed. “You’re right. I’d hoped to avoid leaving the Wanderer though.”
“You could ask the Admiral to come to us,” said Ali.
Jess considered the idea for a moment, then shook his head.
“No. I’m sure he’s got more
