matter of days. Prime, the star system they were currently in, had six gates in total, one of which led to the Sol system and Earth. The one they approached led to the Tali system. The number of jump carriers coupled to a gate varied, usually determined by how often ships traveled through the gate. Tali was a well populated system and its gate had a minimum of four jump carriers operating at any given time: one on each side of the gate and two in transit. Each gate was constructed specifically for the required jump and the sizes of them varied; however, even the smallest of them dwarfed most space stations. Small ships docked inside of the jump carriers while large ones latched onto the carrier’s outer hull. The massive carriers would circle the gate over a span of twenty hours between each jump. The interior of each gate was a beautiful contortion of light and energy, pulsing as it communicated with the rest of the system and its partnered gate on the other side of the jump. The gates doubled as a relay for all communication between systems and was how the internet persevered over the vast distances between each system. Information could be sent instantaneously but physical ships took longer. The Brisbane would be docked within the carrier for three days while it made the journey. “Is Cass available yet?” Burke asked. Natalie stood in the command room behind him. She was looking over the diagnostic data on Cass’s systems floating above the central podium in the room. Rylan was seated in the front chair. The pilot had little to do. The ship’s autopilot took over whenever they approached a jump carrier. The carriers were too expensive to risk any accidents. The computers of each vessel took over everything. “No,” Natalie replied. “Another hour. Maybe two. She was successful with Lumen, though. There’s nothing to worry about.” Burke nodded. He turned to the screen. A communication from the carrier appeared over the window, explaining that payment for the jump was to be withdrawn from the ship owner’s account if they did not request to turn around within the next minute. When they continued to approach, an identification scan commenced over the ship and all of the occupants. Every human and alien contained an identity implant that was tied to credit accounts, criminal history, and other social records. Wanted criminals were unauthorized to use jump gates and could be arrested in the attempt. Despite how many jumps Burke had done since he acquired his new identity, he still tensed up as he stared at the screen.
SCANNING. THREE HUMANOID LIFEFORMS DETECTED. CONFIRMED AS RYLAN SCOTT. CONFIRMED AS NATALIE AMBROSE. CONFIRMED AS JACK PORTER. JACK PORTER CONFIRMED AS REGISTERED OWNER OF SHIP. PAYMENT WILL BE WITHDRAWN UPON DOCKING. THANK YOU.
Burke relaxed. He stared at his false name on the main screen. He saw Rylan’s eyes meet his in the reflection. Burke gave a short nod to the pilot. He nodded back. “Call me Burke from now on,” he said. “Jack when we’re around strangers.” “Yes Captain.” “They must have removed whichever limb contained Lumen’s identity,” Natalie said. “The augmentations must be more than even the scanner is used to.” “What do you mean?” Burke asked. “It didn’t even detect her as a lifeform,” Natalie explained. “I was worried we might have to turn around and wait for Cass to scramble Lumen’s signal. I’ve never seen the scanner fail to register someone like that before.” “They butchered her,” Burke said lowly. “You told me what happened,” Natalie replied. “They thought she was dead.” Cass came back online shortly after they completed docking into the carrier. She appeared unsteady and distorted over the podium for a second until the holographic projectors settled. She looked around the room, resting her eyes on Burke at the end. “How did it go?” he asked. “I didn’t do much,” she answered. “It was