With a groan Jenna turned off the shower. She’d happily have stayed under the warm water for longer, but she knew she needed to return to the bridge and see what information the probes had picked up. She’d spent too long soaking in the bath already.
She towelled herself off then pulled on some clothes. They were old ones, well worn, but she was lucky she’d left anything behind on the ship. She hadn’t planned on being more than a few minutes when she’d returned and almost all her belongings were already on the Trailblazer.
Almost all. She always kept a few items with her, wherever she went. One of the most important was the picture of Sula, the young girl who’d been aboard the Tagrale, the original Tagrale, when Jenna saved everyone.
Jenna took a moment to pull out the picture. Sh
