“What happened to that ship?” I ask someone standing next to me. “I don’t know,” he says. “It went out a few nights ago and came back like that.” He shrugs. “You’re new, aren’t you? You’ll learn that you only know your own assignments. It’s safer that way if we get caught.” That’s true enough. And even if I’m right about how that ship got burned, it could be something other than what I think.
