They waited in silence as the delivery ships started to load prisoner transports aboard the Wanderer. No slaves appeared to be being used, in fact almost the whole operation was carried out by robots.
Sal stared at the images of the transports as dark memories stirred within. Despite being differing sizes, and shapes, to take advantage of as much space as possible in a transporting ship, the transports all looked similar. Crudely constructed of dark metal they looked as if they would struggle to hold any atmosphere in. It wasn’t unusual for them to fail to do so.
“They look pretty grim,” Ali said. “But at least the prisoners have everything they need on board.”
Jess snorted at that, and Sal turned a fierce stare on Ali.
“Let me tell you about those transports…” she said, voice low
