Gina was mystified. “Ping? Preparations? I thought she was a ‘let’s charge in and improvise’ kind of gal.”
Ted blinked. “Maybe being an empress has changed her.”
Gina nodded thoughtfully. “Probably a good thing.”
Ted changed the topic. “What about Matt? I can’t think of much help he can be in the battle. You’re here alone?”
Gina swiveled her head. “He’s here somewhere.” She blew out a sound of disgust. “He’s staying, for no good reason I can find. But he’s escorting me to the ship to make sure I’m gone.” She pointed. “There he is.”
She turned back to Ted. “So, you’re coming back?”
Ted nodded.
Gina straightened her shoulders. “Then I’m damn well staying.” She marched off to confront her husband.
Ted turned back to the spaceship. Preparation. What could Ping have in mind?
Commodore
