"You can scan me, but you'll never reach that gun partner." Stern said, noticing the way the Hue's hand hovered near the butt of the gun. Unarmed, the captain extended his palm for the DNA scanner.
'Aloo?" Santiago said, slowly walking up the corridor of the ship, his breath still steaming out in front of him. Near the core of the ship, it was comfortable and warm now, but out near the hull, it was still cold, d**nably so for someone born on an island, in the Caribbean. He was alone, heading towards the main hanger of the ship, where the various shuttles were located.