Chapter 9Oh God, oh God, oh God, it was happening, it was actually happening. The screaming of the scramble alarm yanked Margot from sleep and she fell from her bunk trying to get up before she fully woke up. She grabbed her tablet from the shelf and the light glared into her eyes. Luke’s pod. All green. Thank f**k. She tossed the tablet on the bed, pulled off the nightdress she wore and grabbed for her fatigues. She dressed fast, shoved her bare feet into her shoes and, on her way out of the door, grabbed a hair tie.
The corridor outside was bright and full of rushing, shouting people. Nobody went for the lift; they all ran up the ladder to the command deck and pounded into Ops. Izzy and Dom were there already, handing out armor and weapons. Margot tied up her hair as she waited. She cau
