Chapter 30
30 The Lure passed through the green squares transmitted to the freighter’s navigational computer by Nesteel Station’s flight control. The hangar deck bustled with all the expected activity of a system station with the exception most of this traffic appeared to be military in nature. Captain Reece Towers eased the freighter over a line of Interceptors and troop transports to the indicated area at the hangar’s rear. Spinning the ship around to face the doors, Towers eased the civilian craft to the landing zone. Closing his eyes, he hovered his hand over the gamma wave transmit button and prepared for his performance. “Control, this is Powla Prize,” he said, feigning being out of breath. “We’re settled into the designated landing bay. Boy, we sure are mighty pleased you agreed to grant us
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