Chapter Twenty-Six
Nebula One:
Jag strode onto the bridge. His piercing glance scanned the room. Thunder and Vice were standing near the communications officer, quietly talking. They both looked up when he entered the room.
“Two down, the last is along the outer rim. Was Jordan able to determine if it was a ship?” Vice asked.
“Yes. How long until we reach it?” Jag asked, wanting to verify the time he already estimated.
“We will reach the vessel in five hours, thirty-two minutes, six seconds,” the navigator replied.
“Thunder, Vice, my office,” Jag ordered, turning on his heel.
Thunder glanced at Vice with a raised eyebrow before he shrugged and followed Jag into the Captain’s room off the bridge. Vice followed behind him. When they paused at the door, Jag motioned for both men to hav
