Chapter Seventeen
“What’s going on?” Skeeter asked as her eyes flew open to look up at him with dazed, unfocused eyes. She sat up in the chair, pulling her shirt and bra out from under her. She ignored the bra. Her hands were shaking too much to bother with it. Instead, she slid her shirt on and fumbled with the buttons, trying to close the front of it. “I didn’t hit anything. Why are the alarms sounding?”
“It is your security system. There has been a breach,” Krac growled in anger and frustration. “I need to connect to your computer system.”
“I have a security system?” she asked in surprise, watching as he slid into the co-pilot’s chair and pulled a small tablet lying on the console toward him. It lit up the moment he laid his palm over it. A moment later, the freighter’s console lit u
