So far, so good, Zef thought as she followed the directions she’d been given to locate her quarters assignment. When she’d boarded a few minutes ago and handed the chip containing her orders to the security force at the entrance to the Manhattan, they’d plugged her into the system activating basic codes for her to get around the ship. Standing in front of the door to her room, she saw evidence of that as it split down the middle to allow her entrance.

Upon first glance, her new home looked almost institutional with its generic furnishings, but she was happy to see two crates containing personal items from her last posting, sitting in the middle of the living room. Well, with a little work she’d transform the blandness of the walls and furniture into a comfortable place to live for the next few years.

Setting down the duffel she carried, Rollo used the facilities, made sure her uniform looked good and then headed out to find the Captain and report in.

—Rollo, CNS