Five hours later, when Gail came through the cabin to relieve Axel at the controls, I was just regaining use of my muscles. Morrie explained to her what had happened.
"Get some antiseptic," she said, examining my wound.
"No need," I said hoarsely. "Ship's been sterilized. No germs aboard."
She examined the wound. "It's sort of deep," she said. "The beast! He just wanted to throw his weight around."
"He'll be tough to get along with from now on, Gail," I said. "Mind if I take my extra duty with you?"
Morrie scowled and said nothing.
"No, Bill. Some of the time anyhow. Part of the watch I'll share with Morrie." I heard him release his breath. "Now listen, Bill. I know you're angry with Spartan, but you've got to be careful. I think you understand why. We've got to keep him from doing anything more rash than this."
I was able to nod my head. I had to get along with the bastard. Not only my life, but her safety depended on it.
Chapter 6
In the end, Spartan himself arranged a schedule for Morrie and me, so we had no choice when we would serve our extra shifts. However, I spent equal time with Gail, Axel and Joel, as did Morrie.