Miguel fumed in his chair, feeling helpless. It was obvious the arrogant spacer convinced everyone he was better than the rest of them. But Miguel wasn't buying it, oh no. And once they had everything underway, Miguel was going to make sure everything worked out to his advantage.
And then the ship lifted off and his fury switched back to fear. Miguel clutched at the dark console in front of him as the ship spun and lifted toward the stars. He felt his heart rise to his throat with the ship's movements, each shudder and hum elevating his terror. He caught sight of Manuel out of the corner of his eye and felt a surge of resentment at the calmness of his big twin.
Something next to him flashed and Miguel found himself staring at a fire on his panel. He gaped at it, unable to move or react. He heard Sun's voice calling to him to put it out, but Miguel