But between Ellison's overprotective nature and the crew's "Keep Absidy alive" mantra, they would probably physically tether me to a pole before they'd let Poh turn me in to the police. Especially now that I was pregnant. Ugh, this constant waffling back and forth was making me hurt.

"I'll tell him," I said, grazing my broken, gloved hand across my belly. I would tell him afterward, once the Ringers promised they would let us through and Poh and I came back aboard. ...