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“Fine,” she said, her face hardening “But you’re co back I’ll be here on the radio the whole tiether, every step No hero bullshit Brains instead of bullets, and ork the probleive me that”

Holden finally pulled her into his arree Please, please helpthe Razorback to the crippled Agatha King was like taking a race car to the cornerwas only a few thousand kiloh for an EVA pack and a really strong push Instead, he fleas probably the fastest ship in the Jupiter systeh the debris of the recent battle He could sense the Razorback straining at the leash, responding to his tiny bursts of steaship was short enough, and the path treacherous enough, that progra by stick But even at his languid pace, the Razorback see

You don’t want to go there, the ship see That’s an awful place

“No, no, I really don’t,” he said, patting the console in front of hiet me there in one piece, okay, honey?”

A massive chunk of what es still gloith heat Holden tapped the stick and pushed the Razorback sideways to get a bit e The nose drifted off course “Fight all you want, we’re still going to the same place”

Some part of Holden was disappointed that the transit was so dangerous He’d never flown to Io before, and the view of the e of his screens was spectacular A massive volcano ofparticles so high into space he could see the trail it left in the sky The pluht Jupiter’s glow and glittered like diamonds scattered across the black Some of the systeravity well In any other circumstance, it would have been beautiful

But the hazardous flight kept his attention on his instru bulk of the Agatha King, floating alone at the center of the junk cloud

When he ithin range, Holden signaled the ship’s auto didn’t respond He piloted up to the nearest external airlock and told the Razorback toship was not designed to dock with another ship in space It lacked even a rudi would be a short spacewalk

Avasarala had gotten a master override code from Souther, and Holden had the Razorback transmit it The airlock immediately cycled open

Holden topped off the hazot onto Nguyen’s flagship, he couldn’t trust the air, even in the suit-recharging stations Nothing fro

When his stored-air gauge read 100 percent, he turned on the radio and called Naos, and a sharp push against the inner airlock door sent hiood picture,” Naoht on his HUD was on Nao and lonely at the sa a call to a friend who lived very far away

Holden cycled the airlock The twoclosed the outer door and then pumped air into the chamber seemed to last forever There was no way to knoould be on the other side of the inner airlock door when it finally opened Holden put his hand on the butt of his pistol with a nonchalance he didn’t feel