As a setup for this snippet, Aston has come across a derelict freighter, or at least he thought so...
She obeyed immediately, and I felt thrusters firing as the ship moved toward the left edge of the screen.
Jeanie caught me off-guard. “Incoming transmission.”
“The derelict appears to have an occupant after all.”
This didn’t set right with me in the least. “Set a course, anywhere outside of this system.”
“Are you going to respond to their communication?”
My gut was telling me not to, but I’d experienced cold shoulders out here in the depths of space before, when I truly needed help. “Put it through.”
I don't know...I've known Aston a long time, and that gut of his usually has this knack for keeping him out of trouble. What do you expect, with all that Vladirian liquor he feeds it? So, in the meantime, be sure to check out the entire Triple-Shot #3 (and the other two installments of three stories if you haven't already) over on my Collections page.