Alex tapped her fingers on the table as she listened to the communications between Janice and her teams. She wished they had visual, but instead, it was just snippets of orders barked between them. Jack was headed back down with the leader to talk strategy. It sounded like him and Jimmy were in a bit of a tiff. She grabbed the edge of the table as the ship rocked violently.

"What was that?" Janice asked.

"Looks like a missile!"

Janice stood at attention. Panic ...