7
Anna stormed into the Scrappy’s conference room, clenching her teeth as the anger seethed within her. “What in Bleakness was that?” she bellowed. “They just let us rip them to pieces?”
Melissa followed her in.
Pretty much everyone else was present, gathered together in a somewhat cramped space. They had lost several ships, but the Scrappy had suffered no fatalities. Companion be praised for that.
Jack spun to face her, nodding once. Without a word, he gestured to the side.
A hologram of Jeral Dusep stood in front of a window that looked out on the stars. She could see the outline of Leyria through his transparent head. “Operative Lenai,” he said. “Good. I’m glad you survived.”
Crossing her arms, Anna frowned as she approached the ghostly man. “Somehow, I doubt that,” she said. “Wha
