Chapter 13I received the message to report to the bridge as I was crawling out of the main fusion drive hatch on the station’s engines. After all this time with little or no maintenance I was impressed. These things should start right up, no problem. I assumed I was not being called to a sedate diplomacy meeting and ran for the lifts. I was in my work jumpsuit, and took the time in the lift to slip on my skinsuit, orders were orders. Arriving at the Command deck I nodded to the Marine guards. Normally they checked everyone’s ID, and I mean everyone. Me, they let pass. All the Marines on board the station knew me. Quite a few had wrestled me to the floor. Three times a week I worked out in ‘Marine Country’ while my sweetie Marine Lieutenant Dar Zakaszewski, trained me in various forms of un
