Carrier P5-7 Fail -

Dex didn’t argue. They had worked together long enough that he trusted her tone. The helmets locked into place with a soft hiss, and the world narrowed to the visor’s display and the recycled taste of their own breath.

The woman hadn’t been trying to escape. She had been trying to deliver something. A message. A key. And P5-7 hadn’t failed. It had been opened . carrier p5-7 fail

The Rocinante , their battered maintenance corvette, drifted in the black between Callisto and Ganymede. They had been en route to repair a minor transponder glitch on P5-7 when the failure alarm had screamed through the ship’s speakers—a sound like a dying animal. Now the silence was worse. Dex didn’t argue

“Approaching the object,” Dex said. “Visual in ten seconds.” The woman hadn’t been trying to escape

But Mira knew the truth now. The carrier hadn’t failed.

“Maybe,” Mira said. “But her pod’s still transmitting. Let’s find out why.”