Chapter Forty-Four
Erik lowered the MX 60’s altitude, his hands tight on the control yoke. He looked at Jia in the passenger seat, letting out a growl of annoyance. “Alina’s always so cryptic in her messages. She’s using that fancy experimental quantum-encrypted message system, so you figure she could tell us through it instead of making us jump through all these hoops and memorize weird passages.”
“You don’t have to memorize anything,” Emma interrupted. “I can always tell you if you forget.”
“Same difference. I don’t get the point.”
Jia chuckled. “It’s another layer of security. I don’t think it’s that big a deal, but it’d be nice if we could always meet her at the hangar. I understand her reasons for wanting to avoid that, though.”
“I suspect she likes playing with you,” Emma sugges
