Kaira sat in the living area, a smile on her face and tears running from her eyes. Azita, Bianca, Doug, Dav, and the children had finished saying goodbye to her several minutes before. By now they would be back aboard their ship. The ship Tarkus had docked the Glimmer to with incredible precision and care.
Kaira had been on the flight deck for the last hour of the approach, an hour during which they travelled through the darkness of space far from any stars or planets. For a time she’d been convinced there was no ship, that something had happened to it, or that Azita had simply got the wrong coordinates. Then the sensors had gone from detecting nothing to showing a very definite contact.
It was quite a ship. At least twice the size of the Glimmer, but sleeker and more dangerous loo
