Chapter 20

"So..." Nesbit looked at a spot on the floor. "We're not telling anyone?"

Captain Glenn stared him down, something fierce flashing in his eyes. "That's right, Nesbit. We're not telling anyone. And we're not stopping again either. For anything. Is that clear?"

"Yeah," Nesbit muttered, rubbing his hands briskly up and down his face. "Crystal."

"Things started to get better anyway, up until today," Mase said. "Yesterday it was thirty or forty degrees warmer in the dining room than the rest of the ship. I actually took off my coat, and I've lived in that thing for months. And after seven last night, we didn't hear the usual banging in the hallway."

I froze, sure that his next words would implicate me as a big fake since those mismatched eyes seemed to see right through everything. Did he somehow know about my constant metal companion? Or was he just so smart that he'd figured out I had something to do with it?

"But this morning, we did," Nesbit said, nodding.