Broken“Is he gonna be okay?” Noz hovered over me, exhibiting a surprising amount of concern.
“Yes. His heart rate is steady. His blood pressure has been stabilized,” Deena responded with her eyes glued to the monitor.
Noz looked relieved, although it wasn't out of concern for my well-being. He needed to cover his rear. Bringing damaged goods to Corvus was okay, but bringing dead goods to Corvus would be crossing the line.
“Good. We are approaching Gorganna and should touch down within the hour.” He turned and left.
When the door closed I turned toward Deena. She fiddled with a knob on the side of the monitor. The pleasant exchange we had only a short time ago was now a distant memory. The joy I felt when we laughed was gone. I now viewed the universe through a red curtain of rage. A ho
