“Are you sure this is the right ship?”
Cael looked over her shoulder from the copilot’s seat at the demand. Her slender fingers moved over the controls in front of her in an elaborate dance as she brought the cloaked shuttle into the best alignment for a concealed boarding of the vessel above them.
A cancer-class cyborg, she didn’t have to look at the screen in front of her to know the docking clamps were almost in place. Her dual onboard comps were linked to the shuttle’s computer system, so what the sensors saw, she saw too.
The docking tube clamped into place, the sound echoing both in cyberspace and through the deck beneath her feet as she rose from her seat and made her way back toward Archon. One of the Geminis onboard, he was more arrogant than his quieter brother, Eoin.
“Am I o
