Theodora’s POV

The next few days were all about fixing Peacemaker. Mads and Javier worked on securing the engine properly since they were the only two physically strong enough to move that massive hunk of metal around.

Meanwhile, the other four of us secured the lights and used my dad’s rivet gun to mend the panels to create a tight seal that would withstand the pressure of space travel.

Fuck, it wasn’t a minor job. The Pantomath wrecked Peacemaker, ...