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The blond guard muttered under his breath before yel ing back, “We got it in there didn’t we?” He sighed before disappearing into the ship and out of Analia’s view.
    Her heart beat heavy in her chest. She waited a few seconds expecting him to quickly return. When he didn’t she sucked in a breath and moved forward, hesitant at first, and then dashed for the opening. She could hear nothing but the rush of blood in her ears and the quick thud of her wild heart.
    Closer. Closer.
    When she crossed the threshold onto the other ship her breath caught. No sign of the blond guard. Immediately she took in her new surroundings. The room was significantly smal er than the large one at her back, suggesting that the merchant ship as a whole was a fraction the size of The Hel Ship.
    There were two doorways to choose, one to her front and one to her right. When voices came from the right she sprang for the opening to her front.
    Spying ahead first, she moved through the door and into a long hal way. The air was warmer here, and a soft tan carpet tickled her feet. She was shocked by the sight of color on the wal s, a mocha brown warmed by the touch of soft overhead light.
    Ignoring the exhaustion and hunger that loomed over her she moved quickly, seeing no promise of shelter. She was exposed and if anyone spotted her now al would be lost.
    After passing through a few empty corridors, guided by instinct alone, she spotted an open doorway. From her position she could see the hint of a window, beyond it,a sight she hadn’t seen for a very long time. Disbelieving, she was drawn forward. The room was rounded with computer consoles wrapped around the edge of the room, a center console near the back wal to her left stood alone. A large window blanketing more than half the room and revealed a sight she’d cal ously been deprived of, a sight she had longed for. Awe overpowered her as she gazed through it.
    Space!
    Black. Deep. Vast. Space, speckled with pinpricks of light. Endless possibilities masked in darkness. The power of it held her where she was. Her tightly wound emotions nearly exploded at the beauty of it. Only one thing was able to tear her eyes away and bring her back to reality.
    She was not alone.
    His back to her, a young dark haired male sat facing the encompassing window. His attention was on his computer console, clicking away, oblivious of her sudden appearance.

    “Cargo’s unloaded!” A distant voice came from behind. Someone was coming toward her. “The captain wants the ship ready to go as soon as he returns!”
    Her stomach tightened, she felt a bead of sweat run down her spine. Silently she edged away from the door and crouched behind the main console, the only place where she could hide. Unfortunately she was only partial y hidden. The approaching male might not see her upon entering,but if the other man sitting at his station turned, he would spot her instantly. She watched him intensely, holding her breath.
    Shit. Shit. Shit.
    After glancing around, realization hit her and her throat went dry. She swal owed hard, taking in the rest of thecontrolroom. The heart of the ship! A room that wil soon be fil ed with bodies ready to take their stations. And the console she was crouched behind, considering its location in the room, must belong to the captain!
    In a panic she searched for another escape. There were no other doors. There was nothing else to hide behind, in, or under. The console that she was crouched behind was only a few feet from the back wal , which was the only flat wal in the room, connecting it to the rest of the ship. She studied it for a moment, feeling that something was there. Something she’s not seeing.
    Then she caught it from the corner of her eye—a smal latch near the floor, not too far out of reach.
    The male entered the room. “Did you hear me?” He said to the other man. “Cal the crew back to their stations. We’l be departing as soon as the captain returns.”
    “Yeah, I heard