Dred slipped up behind them, picked up a scalpel and killed the patient while Jael broke the doctor’s neck. She sighed, staring at the bodies. If everyone had played their parts, that should be the last of them, apart from the pilot and jumper. In the hall, Tam and Martine were waiting. He was clean, but the other woman had blood spattered on her shirt. She looked down with a rueful expression. “I know. It’s brand-new.” Which wasn’t what Dred was thinking, but she laughed. She did a walk-through and found Calypso and Vost completing their circuit of the other half of the ship. Calypso nodded in response to the silent inquiry. Great. The mutiny is complete. “The jumper’s asleep,” Calypso said. “And the pilot’s playing some kind of VR game in his quarters.” “They’re resting before making the jump to Gehenna,” Jael guessed. That seemed likely to Dred, too.
