This was it. Jenna sat strapped into the pilot’s seat on the shuttle, preparing to leave the Defender for the first time since… actually only for the first time since she’d had to defeat the combat robot. She’d managed that so this should be a piece of cake!
Of course it wasn’t piloting the shuttle that worried her. It was being away from the Defender, several minutes away at least, if another ship arrived. Especially if one arrived through the Tagrale, as she might have almost no time to respond.
It couldn’t be helped. She’d programmed a variety of actions into the Defender, ready to be triggered if needed. She hoped none of them would, but she couldn’t prepare any more. It was time to get moving.
The shuttle was loaded down with a variety of equipment, everything the Professor’
