Twenty-Three
The decontamination airlock crank was too big for my hand. I leaned into it and it began to turn.
“Security Third Bakula was under strict instructions not to harm you,” Kendall said. They must not have killed all the power, only what we’d find useful. “Her team behaved in a threatening manner. I’ll be writing all of them up for violating orders.”
I choked back a laugh.
“Maths Third Gunfire,” Kendall said. “You grabbed a stunner when it slid beside you and used it in panic. It was perfectly natural. We don’t blame you.”
A second later, a light spotlighted me.
I threw a hand up to shelter my eyes.
Gunfire came out of the darkness.
I waved him over and pointed at the crank.
Kendall said, “I do not wish any harm to either of you. If you’ll agree to remain in isolation in
