First Contact


I headed to the fantail. The passengers gathered along the rail, watching the action down on the dock and waiting to go ashore. Borman strode alongside me all the way from the bar, his First Mate’s uniform causing passengers to give way. I bellied up to the rail, leaning down to rest my elbows atop the wood plank, which covered the steel. Borman stood next to me.

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