Lanz
Lanz“Looking good.” I let out a low whistle.
“Yes.” Domm nods his approval. “She’ll be surprised.”
“That’s an understatement.” I look at her craft. When it first came in, it was little more than a twisted hunk of scrap, the huge hole in the side just one of multiple fatal flaws.
Over the past months, we’ve rebuilt it. Fixed the hole, strengthened the hull. Added improved navigation and guidance. No cloaking or weapons, of course—but at least this thing could fly again, and better than before.
“Still think we’d get our ass chewed out if Seke knew we were doing this.” Domm grins.
“Reverse engineering.” I laugh.
“Not untrue, actually.” Domm runs a hand over the side of the craft. “The way she set up her controls is perfect for human peripheral vision, and Derk already updated the
