"We don't open it," Elara whispered, her hand hovering over her medical kit.
The ultimate "found family" story about a ragtag group of outlaws on the edge of the galaxy. Space Crew
Jax, the grease-stained engineer, didn't look up from the floor plating he was welding. "Those 'overclocked' thrusters are the only reason we didn't get caught in the gravity well of that gas giant, Elara. You’re welcome." "We don't open it," Elara whispered, her hand
Suddenly, the speakers crackled to life. It wasn't an alien voice, but a recording of their own laughter from the first week of the mission. "We don't open it