The Stowaway “We aren’t throwing her out the airlock.” The captain’s frustration was obvious. Carefully testing the bindings Ginger tried not to let either her or the ship know she was conscious. Most would still be stunned, and it was her chance to be able to do something, although she had no idea what. Taking over a ship with the tech it must have wasn’t a simple process. Most over any attempt didn’t work, leading to more problems than it solved. “Sometimes you’re too human for your own good.” The ship sighed. “I understand why you believe you should take her to the authorities, but it’s likely to be harder…

“We have a stowaway.” Holly stared at the stars through the canopy. They were six hours out, and the ship should have found any stowaways long before. “What happened?” “I believe there’s some sort of cloaking device hiding them from pretty much all sensors. Had I not been me I probably wouldn’t have found them until it was too late.” “Okay.” Holly shook her head. Unfortunately she only had one option. Pretending the stowaway wasn’t there simply wasn’t going to work. Not if she wanted to keep her license. For far too long the board had been looking to take it from her. “I’m going to need you to watch…