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the hold for freight, but it had to be kept filled with air because supplies are constantly
needed for the crew. And it had a sanitary facility just like the larger hold, there to be
used in case of an emergency while crew members were loading or unloading in the
area. The sink in the sanfac provided drinking and quick-bath water, and Chayara
carried tablets of food concentrate that were actually better for people than ordinary
food.

And my occasional stops on stations let me shower and get my clothes cleaned,
Chayara thought, also deciding to wait another few minutes before going looking for a
place to sleep. So far there had always been something soft in the hold to use as
bedding, softer than the metal of the deck at least. But she would not help herself to
any of the food in the hold, even if she had started to dream about sitting down to a
normal meal. The loss of a small amount of water might get overlooked, but if
foodstuffs started to disappear the crew would begin a search…

Thinking about searches, Chayara suddenly realized that she didn't need her hand torch
to search for something to sleep on. The lights were still on in the hold, which was
definitely unusual. If the loading crew forgot to turn out the lights when they were
done, the oversight was always corrected by the bridge crew as soon as the ship was
under weigh. This time, though -

"Don't make a single move toward that pack," a cold male voice said from behind
Chayara, making her blood turn even colder. "Lace your fingers behind your head and
sit perfectly still."

Chayara lost no time in putting her hands behind her head and lacing her fingers
together, cursing hard inside her head. This was the first time she'd been found, the
only time she'd been found, and she couldn't understand how the luck could have
deserted her. It wasn't like ordinary luck, after all…

"You were right, Dron, it is a female," the cold voice said as the man who owned it
moved around to where Chayara could see him. He was big and dark, black hair, eyes,
and skin, and he held a high intensity stunner that obviously came from the empty
holster strapped to his thigh. Stunners were used aboard ships in place of more deadly
weapons to keep the hull from being breached by an accidental discharge, but that
usually meant ordinary stunners. The high intensity sort had different settings, and the
highest had no trouble killing anyone the charge struck…

"'Course it's female," a second voice said as the man who owned it also moved into


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view. "A scanner never lies, leastways not to somebody who can read it. She's also got
nothin' in the way of tracers or any other electronics on her. What say we take a short
break before bringin' her to the captain, Khar?"

This second man had sallow skin to go with his dark eyes and hair, and he wasn't quite
as large as the first. But he also wore a holstered stunner, probably because his hands