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The Scrappy was on high alert.
Anna stormed through the corridors with a purpose, making her way to the middle of Deck 3. People hurried past, some of them jogging, others walking at a brisk pace while checking tablets and multi-tools. Today was the day. In less than an hour, they would arrive at Leyria. And the chaos would begin.
Double doors parted, admitting her to the bridge. Most of the computer terminals that formed a ring around the captain’s chair were occupied. The vast majority of them weren’t strictly necessary in a combat situation – they controlled the ship’s sensor array and data processing units – but Corin did things by the book.
He sat in the big chair with his back turned, staring at the long sheet of SmartGlass on the front wall. There was nothing to see there; the
