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“What blew?” Bull deht place for one Get it hot enough, water skips steah the bulkheads around it”

Bull turned the cart around a tight corner and slowed to let a half dozen pedestrians get out of his way

“Why’d they duht they’d lose contain into that mierda”

“If they’d lost contain to avoid bodies and shrapnel Are there survivors?”

“Yeah They’re putting out the distress request Medical and evacuation Sounds pretty fked up, que no?”

“What about trace data Can we tell who shot ’eht accident, or…”

“Or?”

“Or it wasn’t”

Bull bit his lip An accident would be bad enough People on all sides of the systee, and a re and poorly e would be worse The closest thing to good neas that everyone had seen it and there wouldn’t be any accusations of eneauss round or a luckyUn’s defenses undetected, the scientificwar faster than Bull wanted to think about

“Are we offering assistance?” Bull asked

“Give us a breath, boss,” Serge said “Ashford ain’t hearing any of this faster than us”

Bull leaned forward, his hands wrapping the steering controls until his knuckles hite Serge was right What happened outside the ship was Ashford’s problem And Pa’s He was security chief, and he needed to think about what needed doing inside the Behemoth People would be scared, and it was his job toa ship blow out—even an enemy ship—reminded everyone how tenuous life ith only a thin skin of steel and ceramic to keep the vacuuer bump than usual, and his hand terminal slipped onto its side

“Okay,” Bull said “Look, we’re going to need to get relief supplies ready in case the captain decides to offer assistance How hter rasped