not sure. At first I thought it may have been thermal vents, but that wasn’t it.” He watched Sykes look back at Willie and return to the table. After a long silence and with forced control, he put his mug down. Stepping from the room over the lip of the hatch, he continued down the long gray, metal corridor. “Of all the damn timing.” *** Captain Ashman replied to the knock on his door with a simple “Enter”. Sykes stepped in, his head barely
