Delivered and Devoured

Forty years of nothing. Then she walked into his cargo hold, and every dead thing in him woke up hungry.

Lorri: First day. New job at SNAG. The one I cannot afford to lose. The assignment was simple. I have already ruined it. I’ve broken a quarantine seal, trapped myself in a twenty-four-hour lockdown, and the only other person in this cargo bay is the six-foot-three Skiveth courier who just killed something with his bare hands while I stood behind him trying to remember how lungs work.

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