Dryath checked his receiver when he felt it vibrate. He made a face as he stood up and turned to his former partner. “Captain Ardin must be in an awful mood. He’s called in five marshal pairs in ten minutes.”
Caille laughed at him. “Yeah, well, whatever it is must be big. Now he’s calling you. I wonder what it is.”
Dryath didn’t say anything. He just headed toward the captain’s office. He had no way of knowing what it might be, but he’d find out soon enough. Whatever the captain’s emergency was it wasn’t anything Caille would be involved with. She’d been benched since giving birth six weeks ago. Dryath had no idea how much longer she’d be expected to stay behind, but it wasn’t his place to ask questions. He trusted Captain Ardin, and the people to whom his captain reported, to keep him a
