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My blood pressure was steaming — on the brink of screaming to the surface like a boiling kettle of water on the stove.
The audacity of this cruel woman was unbelievable. I couldn’t believe she was in charge of the logistics of where this ship went, with her irate, irrational behavior.
It baffled my mind. She seemed insane — or at the very least, a person with a borderline explosive temper. Should someone with a hot headreallybe in charge of steering this ship along course through the vacuum of space?
Cyburn slowly released a breath and pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger.
“It’s complicated,” Cyburn mentioned.
“Well explain it to me then!” Amada demanded. “I’m notstupid.”
“No one said you were.” Cyburn had a hazy look in his black eyes as if Amada was causing him to keep losing his train of thought. “Earth is a pre-first contact world. It has no embassies. We aren’t taking the others to an Earth embassy. They have already been cleared for a local one, as I just explained to you. Their names are already on the register, and they’ve got clearance to leave the ship. Carmela isn’t one of them. This puts her at an exponential risk, Amada. We have to think ahead, of the consequences. Everyone on this ship deserves the same level of safety and protection, regardless of their race.”
“Don’t play the race card—”
“I’m not playing anything,” Cyburn cut Amada off with a lecturing tone. “Without access to a Belic trans-warp drive like the Harvester had, I can’t do anything about getting Carmela registered to be taken to an embassy at this current time.”
“Besides, I’ve already agreed to stay and help,” I said, feeling the need to add my two cents, not to mention defend myself.
I had no idea what Cyburn was talking about. He was right when he said in the beginning of his explanation that it was complicated.
“Well, why can’t we just toss the dead weight out of the airlock,” Amada hissed with a nasty snarl on her green-complexioned face. “That will save us all a lot of trouble in the end,believeme.”
I snapped to a standing position, unable to contain my anger or handle any more of this snarky bullshit from this stranger.
“How dare you talk to me that way,” I said, my fists curled into balls, on the brink of losing control of my own temper. “Who the hell do you think you are? Who shoved a knife up your ass, anyway?”
Amada turned to me, her cheeks red hot, her black eyes flashing with rage.
I knew I was probably in evendeeperhot water with her now, but I had zero regrets about sticking up for myself against somebody who was so steadfast about trying to callously tear me down and rip me to shreds. I wasn’t going to let her win underanycircumstances.
ChapterFive
CYBURN
“You’re going to have to get involved, you know,” Nix muttered to me out of the corner of his mouth.
He and a few of my other brigade of soldiers had just walked inside the room only moments before.
It didn’t take them long to realize they were entering a snake pit where two flurried women were only one wrong move above ripping each other’s hair out and wrestling each other to the ground in a bitter cat fight — all claws out.
“I know,” I whispered back, although I continued to hesitate.
I didn’t want this to escalate into a brawl between them, but I couldn’t exactly assume that they would take my advice to shake hands and make up, either.
Now, my crew was standing there looking baffled and suspiciously waiting to see the drama unfold between Amada and Carmela.
Drama — mind you, that had been one hundred percent started by Amada. No one would argue that. We were used to Amada’s bad attitude around here, but poor Carmela looked so hurt and confused after Amada had so cruelly suggested we throw the ‘dead weight,’ meaning Carmela herself, off the ship. She had stood up, looking ready to start throwing punches in order to defend herself.
Now both females were standing only a couple inches apart from each other, their eyes locked in a vicious death stare against the other.
Both their chests rose and fell with angry defiance against the other. They looked like they were ready to dig each other’s throats out.
Meanwhile my heart pounded with unease. What was I going to do if this situation took a wrong turn? It was one thing to have them start screaming at each other, but if things got physical, I’d be in hot water.
I didn’t want to test that theory, so I cautiously stepped up beside them. I couldn’t inch my waybetweenthe seething pair, but when they both flicked their eyes in my direction, they both eased up on each other somewhat. Each slackened their shoulders, but their scowls remained fully engrained into their facial features.
Carmela’s brief glance toward me was one of soft apology. Amada’s, on the other hand, was exactly what I expected. Scathing and contemptuous. If steam could have been billowing out of her ears and nose at that point, I’m sure it would have been.
