“Not for much longer,” Liam said. “We’ll be on our way soon, I promise.”
Then the hologram of the moon and its surroundings winked off without anyone giving the computer a command. Where the moon had once stood, there was now a woman standing in the middle of their ship’s cabin, arms folded as she looked sternly down at Liam.
“I would advise against making such promises, Marshal. You won’t be around to see them through.”
Chapter 2
The woman was tall, at least half a head taller than Liam. Shiny black pants clung to thickly muscled thighs, and her long white shirt stretched over broad shoulders. Her salt-and-pepper hair was pulled back into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. The wrinkles in the skin around her eyes said she was prone to smiling, but the scowl she was currently directi
