Sealing it in a waterproof cover I strapped it to my spacesuit and opened the air lock. A few times I saw flashlights ahead and had to double down different aisles, it was mostly luck that I made it without being spotted. I was a rat looking for a holeand there was none. He had long since given up the entire operation as a futile one, and spent most of the time in his cabin worrying about the effect of it on his service record. The Corps was supposed to have finished off the remnants of Haskells Raiders after the peace, of putting the illegal T & Z Traders out of business, of finally catching Inskipp. Some of the drink slopped out staining Villelms gilt-edged cuff. Thats better, I added, cutting off his next words. If the corpses in this chop shop were stashed into individual freezers I was about to be suddenly restored to life.