Amara could be found in her cell between her shifts stretching out trying to figure out how Myvera’s abductor had gotten her off the ship. It felt like an inside job they knew when and where to hit to get in unseen and unheard until Myvera was taken off the ship. She had too much time on her hands between shifts, being a prisoner she couldn’t exactly work extra hours, nor did she have a rank which was fine by her. She couldn’t voice her suspicions yet. For all, she knew someone else felt it was an inside job as well. The only thing she could do was work out what happened in her mind’s eye to see if she could figure out how.

Rylee Amara, Prisoner.