Chapter 2
Making my way to the bridge, I thought about what Wilson had said. I too was concerned about the motives of these FLEAS. I was afraid that they might try and take Wilson away from me. While the Navy so far had played it rather straight with me, it was the other figures of authority that worried me. My run-ins with corrupt officials had made me extremely wary. Contingency plans and routes of escape automatically wove their way through my brain as I walked. The crew no longer cringed away from me and was now friendly and nodded in passing. No assassins or bounty hunters had come after me for a few months. Things have started to settle down, finally.
Arriving at the bridge level, I greeted the two marines on guard duty. My time spent in marine country had made me more recognizable
