28 "Anyone want to explain what that thing is doing here?" Josh's question hung in the air as they stared at the emaciated corpse of a Piscean Warrior. A few feet away with similarly aged skin, was another member of the Jarna crew. Orvin lingered down the hall and pointed. "Two more down here." Foster sighed. "Guess this means we're on the right track." He nodded toward Josh. "Pisceans took your smuggler friends. Pisceans are working with Dax Rodon. Now, we have them onboard a ship that's only destination has been Osiris and here. Mystery solved. My target’s on Osiris, just like your friends." Matta moved next to Josh, leaving most of her body behind his and peering around his elbow. "Why they look so old?" "Must have been a side effect of the unrestricted transport drive. Same thing

