Drake stood by the airlock, waiting for the visitor to come aboard. The door opened to reveal a woman wearing the dark suit of a Federation officer. Her hair was scraped back under a peaked cap and her eyes were piercing.
She stood there without speaking for a few moments, studying Drake intently. He couldn’t shake the feeling she was familiar… and then it hit him… this was the woman from the bar. This was the woman who had drugged him. This was the woman who had threatened to kill him!
She wasn’t alone but she only had two officers with her. They certainly weren’t a match for the troopers Drake had with him. His hand drifted towards the gun at his belt.
The woman smiled slightly and shook her head.
“There’s no need for that, Captain,” she said. “I just need to talk with you. In pri
