Chapter 5
The med staff moved me from the station back aboard ship where I’d be safer.
Once again, my old friends Turner and Hooch were my security detachment. The boys were actually talking to me now and are very sweet.
In some ways, my getting beat up and tortured helped me. Not really, but it might be nice to think that way.
No jail cell for me yet, I’m confined to sick bay at least until my broken bones heal. This time I have a nice viewport to look out of, even if it’s at the station that I now hate looking at.
Wilson has been unusually quiet the past few days. I suspect that he got himself into trouble helping me out and is keeping a low profile. None of the Admiral’s staff or security has asked about him. I haven’t volunteered anything either.
I borrowed a new tablet from secu
