I_Am_ClockworkThe Imperial Officer stood gazing at my hold, the shock clear on his face. The entire cargo bay had been turned into a small city by the refugees bound for Barbra’s Sun.
A choked sob emitted from the uniformed man, as he turned to me, eyes wet.
“I see you did not lie, Captain. A most precious and vital cargo. You are free to leave.”
As the officer shuttled back to the light cruiser, I addressed my charges.
“Onward to freedom, friends!”