40. LIEUTENANT COLONEL WEST
West strutted down the deck of the Providence, twirling a whistle on a lanyard. She was feeling cherry again for the first time in days. She supposed the crew of the so-called Potemkin had given her a new distraction, a new Rubik’s Cube to crack, so to speak. In spite of everything they had...taken from her, they had brought a breath of fresh air into her life.
She was nothing if not driven. She thrived on challenges and, frankly, in spite of the apocalypse and everything else that had come down on them, living on the boat and getting her meals from the same place every day and buttoning up in her stateroom every night was just not much of a challenge. The merchant mariners brought an added twist to her life, a wrinkle that couldn’t be solved in a milita
