The Commanders' Mate. Grace Goodwin
would make it so I could talk to my mates. Tell them what I wanted.
Where to touch me.
Wouldn’t do me any good to beg if they didn’t understand what I was saying.
Maybe I should get two of them. “How long does it take this translation thing to work?” I asked, speaking loudly because now Warden Egara was in the other room and everything was getting fuzzy.
“You might get a headache, but your transport is some distance. The NPU should be fully integrated prior to your arrival.”
Sweet. Meet hot, sexy aliens. Make them fall madly in love and claim me forever. No problem.
Unless they didn’t like big, beautiful women from Earth. Or smart women. Or opinionated women. Or tall women. Or women who don’t like to be treated like a doormat.
Then I was screwed.
The injection site tingled and a sense of lethargy and contentment made my body go limp. There had been more than just an alien computer chip in that injection. Drugs? Good drugs. Something was making me very, very sleepy and happy. But whatever. I felt too good to worry about it as I was lowered into a bath of warm blue liquid. I was so warm, so numb…
“Relax, Erica. You’re going to a good place.” Her finger touched the display in her hand, and her voice drifted to me as if from far, far away. “Your processing will begin in three… two… one…”
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