Excerpt of Intergalactic Witness Protection

I stand at the ready by the bay doors, preparing to open them. Orion and Orion’s look-alike stand at either side of me. And because I insisted on having one more person I could trust to balance out the presence of Wayta, Reverend Shipping leans against the wall behind me, his breathing still shallow.

Only Rose stands guard in the medic bay, guarding the surgery patient and two still unconscious oxygen-starved cops.

“They’ve sealed their bridge to us,” I say. “I’m preparing to open the bay doors.”

“Should we prepare to find cover?” Reverend Shipping asks.

“You just turn the corner if it comes to that and hold the ground there,” Orion tells him.

Shipping nods, a spark in his eyes despite the exhaustion still etched on his face. “And you?”

“Alicia Ivy’s armor is bullet-proof,” Orion answers.

“And fully armed to engage in offensive tactics if he takes manual control,” I add.

Reverend Shipping frowns. “You can’t just shoot them yourself?”

“I can only use nonlethal weapons,” I answer. “Killing humans is against my programming.” One I can overlook on a technicality, apparently. Since Wayta is barely human.

And maybe my algorithm computed that she wouldn’t actually die when in proximity to Orion.

But I can work on out-maneuvering my programming later. Right now, we need all hands on deck.

The doors open before us, revealing five men standing on the other side. Well, two men, one woman, a cyborg, and an assassin droid to be precise.

I brace myself. This doesn’t look like a welcoming party of a reputable ship.

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