Chapter Three
An annoying beep kept repeating. Red lights flashed in the cockpit. A half-dozen data windows spat out a litany of complaints about system damage, oxygen leaks, and proximity warnings.
Combined sensor readouts, including lidar and radar, displayed scores of small pieces of debris near the ship, the remnants of the earlier collision.
The ship shuddered violently, shaking Jia against her restraints. She might have survived another ship sideswiping her transport, but if she didn’t figure things out soon, she wouldn’t survive the aftermath.
“Fun,” Jia muttered.
Sweat trickled down the side of her face. It didn’t matter if everything she was experiencing was a simulation; she couldn’t treat it like one.
When she practiced in the tactical center, she tried to trick herself in
