Chapter Twenty-One
To their surprise, the team all agreed on what to buy first with their newfound wealth—a new ship. Sonic had served them well, but its history would mean nothing if it released toxic gases and killed them all in their sleep or exploded and incinerated them.
They took it slow and steady to a space station called Riordan. The place was huge. Seven levels, all made to hold dozens of ships, ranging from shuttles to battlecruisers. The team may have agreed that they needed a new ship, but that’s where the agreement ended. Cody wanted a stealth ship equipped with the latest networking and computer systems. Reggie wanted something fast. Joel wanted a pleasure yacht. Sam wanted something with firepower.
The Riordan staff greeted them with indifference. The man in the pinstrip
