The ship trembled under my feet, mimicking the fear squirming through my gut. Poh and I rounded the corner to the hallway that contained the ship's entryway. Loud footsteps clipped the floor behind us, and soon Captain Glenn rushed past without even glancing our way. Because Poh touched me, we must've both gone invisible.
He drew his gun and punched the button to the inner door. The door slid upward. Instead of the metal entryway bracketed by both the inner and outer doors, a long, hard-plastic tube stretched its length and connected us to Parker's ship. Heated air wafted through and melted into this ship's chill.
The captain leveled his gun as Parker and his men strode through, their long coats billowing around their ankles. A soft yellow light lit their backs and glinted off Parker's bald, alabaster head.