An hour passed and I was sure we were not being followed. It was a huge relief. I had enough excitement for a while.
Our next destination was the Emperor’s Habitat. Everyone was on the bridge apart from Leanne and the smuggler. They were sleeping. I reckoned that the smuggler’s injuries should be well healed by now. A med laser was used on her a good forty minutes previously.
I rise slowly out of the chair and enter the cargo bay.
On the other side, Leanne and the smuggler are gazing into each other’s eyes, the smuggler’s hand caressing Leanne’s face.
I take a step back and clear my throat waking those around me before stepping back inside. The two ladies look at me with perplexed facial expressions.
Much better, I think to myself.
I walk over to them and look at the smuggler.
“You’re looking far better now anyway.”
“Thanks,” she replied. Her tone solemn.
“You said you could get us into the Emperor’s Habitat? How”
She looked over at some crates.
“Drugs. And there’s a high demand for them in the habitat. I have a contact in Darious, the main port. Actually, he looks quite like you. He makes sure I get through without any problems. Takes a cut, of course.”
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