Generation by E M Garcia

Author:E M Garcia [Garcia, E M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

15

After my talk with Alix I went back to my room, but I couldn’t get the conversation out of my mind. Even after I polished off my sandwich and tea—and contemplated getting seconds—I couldn’t let myself unwind. LT was on my side, but I needed at least one more Wrecker to bring the ship back into balance. I needed one more of J’Selle’s teammates to chose me over her if I wanted to feel safe. The Demon wouldn’t be as nice about his second refusal. Gale couldn’t let go of his suspicions about Price. That left Daq’usk of Ithil, the Wrecker I had the hardest time reading.

There wasn’t a song in my collection with a beat heavy enough to drum this tension away. I needed a change of scenery, but none was due for at least three weeks…or however long it took to get J’Selle to an Alliance facility. It was time to get creative.

After putting my dinner dishes to the side to deal with in the morning, I left my cabin and headed for the cockpit. I frowned as I saw Mac curled up in his chair. His head had flopped to the side, obscuring his eyes beneath the brim of his cap. It had taken me a year to get him to give up the habit when he first came back on board. One rouge stealth ship and we were back to square one. Except this time, the poor man hadn’t worked a proper watch in almost a decade.

I tapped him gently on the shoulder. “Come on, old man. There’s a bunk with you’re name on it.”

Mac shook his head and turned onto his side. “That ship might still be out there. You need me on watch.”

“I’ll be up for a few more hours,” I said. “And if you’re still not up when I go down, Cal will be here. Don’t make me order you.”

Mac opened is eyes to slits and threw a dirty look at me from under his hate. “You never give me orders.”

“Because you never make me.” I tilted my head to the side and flashed my sweetest smile. “Now, get going.”

“I’m going,” Mac grumbled as he climbed to his feet.

I slid into the pilot chair and leaned back. The firm leather seemed to grasp my shoulders. I closed my eyes, sighing as a feeling of contentment washed over my body. It wasn’t quite as good as being back in a fighter or my racer on N’Cali, but Cal’s pilot seat always did in a pinch.

Mac didn’t know how often I indulged my habit. If he had, he would have called out my hypocrisy. He might even point out that I only wanted him out of the chair so it was open for me. I knew he would find out eventually, but that was future Tam’s problem. Present Tam had enough to worry about already.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and let it all fall away. J’Selle, that damn AI in my safe, Price, the stealth ship, Gale and his suspicions.

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