Cabrillo misunderstood Murphy’s disappointment. He wanted more of a challenge. “So I’m looking for either a big container ship, a supertanker, or perhaps an aircraft carrier.”
“I doubt it’s a carrier, but punch it into the search parameters anyway.”
Any station on the bridge had access to the
“That’s it for now. I need a few more days to finish up everything.”
“How’s your other patient?”
“Sleeping. Or at least pretending to so she doesn’t have to talk to me. I get the feeling she wants off this tub ASAP.”
“Why am I not surprised? Thanks, Hux.”
Juan had only just gotten back to his cabin and ordered a lunch of steak and kidney pie when Mark Murphy knocked at his door. “What do you have, Murph?”
“I think I found her.”
“Have a seat. So is it a bulk carrier of some kind or a container ship?”