Cargo doors in the hauler's belly suddenly opened, and a smaller ship dropped out. This was a single-passenger craft, shaped like the head of an arrow. “I'm not detecting a warp drive on the smaller ship,” Jack said. “It seems to be a one-man fighter designed for atmospheric flight.”
“But why here?” Anna mumbled.
The fighter sped off on a line to her left, then whirled around to point its forward guns at the cargo hauler. Its weapons were charging up. “Oh no!” Anna shouted. Surely, they wouldn't destroy their only means of survival just to prevent her from getting her hands on it.
She gunned her engines.
In a few seconds, she had her shuttle positioned between the fighter and its mother-ship. Just in time to intercept incoming fire. There was a quiet thumping noise like rain falling on
