Chapter Thirty
Jas hammered on Kennewell’s door. Then she remembered about door chimes and pressed that too. Before the pilot had any time to answer, she pressed again.
“Kennewell,” she called through the door, “wake up. I want you to take me planetside. Now. Kennewell.”
Jas didn’t let up until the pilot’s door opened and the tousled-haired young woman appeared, staring at her with sleepy eyes.
“Commander?” she said, covering a yawn with the back of her hand.
“I need you to take me planetside in the shuttle immediately. I have the coordinates.”
“But, I, er...Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Kennewell’s returning memory that Jas had been relieved of her duties was evident in her expression.
“Yes, I’m sure. But if I told you why, you wouldn’t believe me. You’ll have to trust me. It’s
