Anyway, she had dutifully memorized those controls, so now she was Colin’s assistant. Amanda was ensconced in the backup CIC on board the Argus, the only other ship owned by the Consortium that was made of steel. Putting the HQ for the battle in a steel ship was important, Colin had explained, because they were able to take considerably more damage than the newer ships built of calcium carbonate and magnesium.
“It’s time,” Colin announced. He looked questioningly at her.
Dash sighed. This was so not what she had signed up for. “They’ve all penetrated deep enough into the archipelago so they’re cut off from outside comm, although the teams on the Chiron might be able to reach each other.” She reiterated his words from the first battle she had sort of participated in years earlier. “Confus
