Since he had been in my head, he knew what to expect. I gave him the thumbs up.
Picking up a bag, Uncle Saul stepped onto the platform and nodded. “Let’s get this done.”
“Give ‘em hell, General.” Uncle Ben tapped a button and circles of light formed around Uncle Saul. Poof! He vanished.
Quinn inquired in a vexed voice, “You are sending us to different ships?”
“I am.” Uncle Ben gestured at the platform. “Next?”
Jake body blocked Quinn and took his place on the dais. “Let’s do it.” His eyes widened slightly as the lights engulfed him. Poof! He was gone.
“Ladies first.” I hopped on the platform.
“Give ‘em hell, Lexi,” Uncle Ben said, and his fingers danced across the control console.
Chapter Eight
No one can hear you scream in space…
The golden circles of light engulfed me. My body tingled like crazy, and poof! I was floating in a deep, black expanse. Shit! Too high. I managed to grab the weapons array before I floated away. My heart pounded in my chest. I had forgotten how scary porting into outer space was.
I glanced over my shoulder and my jaw dropped. A pale-yellow planet with faint stripes filled my vision. Saturn’s rings appeared to be filled with chunks of ice and rock.“Oh, my, God! How awesome!”
“Yes, it’s breathtaking. Now get to work,”Uncle Saul ordered.
“Yes, sir.”I could sense him on the farthest ship and Jake was on the battle cruiser behind me.“How are you doing Jake?”
His laughter filled my head.“This is wild.”
“Yep, it gets the adrenaline going.”I lowered my feet to the hull and the magnets in my boots attached to the metal.Walking while weightless was impossible, so I had Uncle Ben put magnets on my boots.
A touch of doubt in his voice, Jake asked,“These ships are huge. Are you sure our bombs will take them out?”
“Worked before.”I caught a flash of movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to study the battle cruiser next to me. Shit! Quinn was flailing wildly about two feet above the hull.“Grab the weapons array, Quinn!”
Quinn lunged for it, spun in circles and floated over the ship.“Fuck!”
Shit!There is an antenna a foot to your right. Can you get ahold of it?”
“Trying.”
“If you can’t, hit your retrieval button.”
Quinn hooked his foot around the antenna and managed to pull himself down.“Got it.”
“The first time I ported outside a ship, I didn’t have magnets on my boots, and it got a little scary.”
Quinn snarled,“Why aren’t there magnets on our boots?”
“NASA spacesuits don’t come equipped with magnets in their boots,”Jake replied.
Uncle Saul snapped,“Attach your bombs and return to base, Quinn.”
“Yes, sir.”
Yikes, I definitely didn’t want to work with Mister Attitude. I frowned. The faint glow of the ship’s shields vanished.“The Tai-Kok just dropped their shields.”
“I noticed that too. Plant your bombs and go,”Uncle Saul ordered.
