The Chase: Pursuing Commander Filitt's Ship

Puzzled, Eliza glanced at her map. She turned the dial. The map spun. She gasped, horrified, as she realized that eighty-one became eighteen.

“Alex? You are on eighty-one?”

“Affirmative, Sergeant.”

“Sorry, my mistake,” said Eliza. “It’s number eighteen!”

“Great!” came Jasper’s voice. “See? I trust you more than I trust myself, and look where it gets me!”

Eliza felt her cheeks grow hot. “Alex? Pick him up! On eighteen!”

She waited, biting her bottom lip. It felt like hours, but it was only about ten seconds before she heard a breathless, irritated Jasper gasp, “Thanks, Alex! Bring on the beach!”

Eliza allowed herself a relieved smile.

Jasper switched his suit to normal mode and clambered into the cockpit. Energy returned to him in the form of adrenaline as the ship filled his screen and he realized that this was definitely the right place. The vessel docked in bay eighteen-not-eighty-one looked exactly like the sort of ships the pale, beautiful Pearls would build. It was huge, and its
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