Chapter 2
Barb emerged from the ship’s tiny bunk room in her civilian clothes. Taya raised an eyebrow.
“This is your idea of being out of uniform?” Taya asked.
“What do you mean? Of course I’m out of uniform.”
“And wearing a suit of clothes that looks almost exactly like your uniform minus an insignia.”
Barb glanced down at herself. She supposed the pants and jacket were similar in color and general appearance to her uniform. Probably why she liked them. “What do you suggest?” she asked. “Because most of what I’ve brought is like this.”
“Hang on.” Taya went into the bunk room and came back out with her arms full. “Lose the jacket,” she said.
Barb shrugged, but did. Taya was the one with experience undercover. Perhaps Barb should yield to that experience. She took off her jacket. Und
