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“I’M AGAINST IT,” SAID Vessey.
Shadowed bags hung under the captain’s eyes and she looked old, but she appeared sober for once. How old was she? She’d been middle-aged when they’d set out and she seemed to have aged even more than the decade they had been traveling. Aubriot had stepped back from taking a leading role once the personnel’s survival was secure, leaving the tedious everyday running of the ship to the captain.
Kes didn’t envy Vessey. She hadn’t done a terrible job, but neither had she been the type of leader to inspire the crew or maintain morale. She’d been barely adequate, listening to specialists in their fields and following their advice. She reminded him a lot of Ethan’s daughter, Meredith, who had ended up committing suicide. At least Vessey didn’t have the pr
