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“As I said, she works. Have you seen enough?”
He motioned for me to come out of the shuttlecraft but I couldn’t do that.
Not yet.
I’d come down to my final and least-preferred option.
I was going to have to fight my way out of there.
But I’d need a weapon to do that.
“All right,” I said. “Let me check one last thing.”
I approached the front of the cockpit.
Under the pilot’s console was a button that worked independently of the main power system.
It was the distress beacon.
As this shuttlecraft belonged to my ship, it would receive the transmission first and be compelled to investigate.
I leaned under the console and said a quick prayer to the God of Small Chances that these industrious creatures hadn’t thought to disable the distress beacon too.
I licked my lips nervously and pressed the button.
The light flashed in time to the signal it sent into space.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
But that wasn’t all the distress beacon was capable of.
I’d asked my engineer to install a small cubby hole where I could store a single phaser in case I should ever fall into a situation such as this.
I reached for it and said another prayer—he was going to get a bunch of messages in his inbox from me today.
I felt at the tiny hole and slipped my finger inside.
I wiggled it around until I felt something hard, round, and narrow.
I think that’s it…
Isn’t it?
I yanked it free.
It fell and was going to clatter to the floor, getting the guards’ attention for sure.
I adjusted the angle of my arm and caught it.
“What are you doing down there?” the guard with the itchy trigger finger said, edging further into the ship, his gun trained on me.
“I had to check the engines still work,” I said. “You won’t put the power back on, remember?”
I pushed myself up onto my feet and randomly pressed a few of the other buttons.
Hopefully, they weren’t anything too important.
“Yep,” I said. “I think I’m pretty much done here.”
