She loved this feeling-the abrupt jolt that took her from drifting aimlessly to becoming the guide and navigator. She flicked on the propulsion unit, grinning as the thrusters kicked online. It simply frees you up to concentrate on more important tasks, she told him in a soothing voice.

The new radar would be a valuable tool, especially if they continued going after ships other salvagers were too afraid to attempt. Her friend had fought the radar's purchase and had been grumpy about its presence ever since. That thing is at most ninety-seven percent accurate. The new radar we picked up will detect anything within ten meters. It wasn't quite combat grade but it was better than anything her fellow salvagers might have. The upgrades to my suit mean I can withstand anything smaller than my fist, Kira responded. My calculations place the chances of a suit puncture at seventy-six point four three percent. Kira hoped the increased risk of its location meant great reward since most salvagers were smart enough to keep to the outskirts to avoid puncturing the outer hull of their ships. This particular ship was smack dab in the middle of the field. A relic from a battle fought over a dozen years ago, it was the perfect monetary opportunity for the very few brave or foolish enough to attempt salvaging it. The dead ship was one of many in a debris field spanning thousands of miles. Kira's breath remained steady as she drifted closer to her target, the void of space a relentless presence all around her.

What little remained intact was riddled with scorch marks as it tumbled slowly through space, the story of its end visible to all who neared.

The scars of the ship’s final battle were visible in the gaping wounds dotted throughout its carcass.Īt least half of its body was missing, bits of debris floating in a mass around it. Its end had been violent, full of fire and carnage as it entered its death throes. The burned-out wreckage of the alien spaceship drifted in a halo of its own debris.

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