“Let’s just find the chargers so we can get out of here,” I suggested, turning back to the shuttle.
“How do you propose we do that if I can’t use my equipment?” Umbstard asked. I couldn’t blame him for being displeased with the situation, and his tone suggested the question was sincere rather than a challenge.
“Visual inspection,” I replied as I helped Katherine reach the remains of the shuttle’s air lock.
It took longer than if we’d been able to use an advanced sensor package, but we did manage to confirm there were no niancumin chargers in the shuttle remains. With that frustrating discovery, we continued to the next prospect.
It took us another four chrons before we managed to find what we needed in the remains of a docking module on a hull fragment of an old picket cruiser. The hul
