Chapter 12
It was two days before Gail slept. The demands on her galley jumped from eighteen hundred meals a day to thirty-six hundred. Six hundred people had been aboard that flight and all but three had been released from the med bay.
The ship hadn’t enough crew in any department for this level of occupation, especially not occupied by civilians who were far more likely to get into trouble as they grew bored and curious. The Flight Deck and command superstructure were closed to them for security reasons. For lack of anything better to do they gathered in the messes at the strangest hours of the day and night.
She ran two full shifts: they fed the Peleliu’s standard crew through the night, followed by three meals for the rescued plane passengers and flight crew through the day. Gail sp
