“How so?” Jo said. “Computer, control systems, life support, recreation, you name it, everything is top-of-the-line completely integrated, state-of-the-art.” “Huh.” “And disguised. The boards look like antiques, but they are spin-leveled, there are all kinds of functions you wouldn’t know were there by looking at them. Ship looks like a junker, but it’s an illusion.” “Interesting. Wonder why?” Formentara shook hir head. “I think maybe our Commander Unico wants to be underestimated. That antique weapon he sports is backed up by a modern pistol. His devil-may-care attitude might lead folks to believe he’s not very bright. That would be a mistake, and maybe a fatal one. Smart tactics.” “Good to know. “Unico says we’ll be transiting back into normal space at 1800 hours. If we don’t pop like a soap bubble or vanish into some n-space side pocket or whatever, we’ll be in the vicinity of Vast pretty quick.”
