Jarrett took a deep breath and answered the hailing ship.
“Vengeance, do you read?”
“Yeah, we read. If you think using this channel and those codes is going to draw us in, you’d better think again.”
Ivin. Still on communications as he’d been when Jarrett last saw his crew?
“Ivin, you dickhead, it’s me.” Jarrett was grinning from ear to ear. Marc came and joined him, his clothes back on. Jarrett put an arm around his waist. “I’m opening a video channel. See for yourselves.”
He heard gasps, not only from Ivin but from several people.
“Jarrett?” someone else called. “It’s really you?”
“It’s me. Handsome as ever.” He was still grinning.
“Who’s that with you?” Ivin asked.
“A new recruit.” He pulled Marc down to bring his face into the range of the camera. Marc looked alarmed initially
