Chapter Thirty-One
Over the next ten minutes or so, the red flashing warnings on the controls stopped flashing one by one. Aliz pulled back on the engine output and put the main engine on autopilot. Gradually, a sense of calm returned to the bridge.
Phew.
“That was one of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever done,” Aliz said. “I’m going to be severely disciplined.”
“That would be unfair. You prevented much worse,” Tina said.
“That’s not how those people think. I risked the ship and left port with much less than a minimum crew. I disobeyed station control. I damaged station structures. Lives may have been lost because of it.”
Tina knew that she was right about all of these things. If someone was upset—and they would be, even if only for the fact that the ship had been captured at all—
