"Captain." Mase lunged far away from me to stand in front of his pilot chair. "She's no kid. Her name is Absidy Jones."

"Mase," I hissed, but he ignored me. His sudden betrayal felt like a kick to the ribs. How could he spill that just to cover his own ass? Feozva forbid his captain think negatively about him. He couldn't even look at me. I glared daggers at him, though, daring him to eat his words.

"What?" Captain Glenn said, turning to me. "James, what's going on?" ...