JJ and I looked at each other.
“Did you stop it, Butch?”
<Butch> Yep, that message went nowhere.
“Do we know if they’re expecting a return message?” JJ asked.
<Butch> We don’t know, but we will shortly.
JJ glanced at me. “How?”
<Butch> They’ll try again. Don’t worry. I’ll just stop it again.
“Can you tell the approximate source from the ship?” I asked.
<Butch> Somewhere towards the front third of the ship, on the right side. In order to find them I’ll have to ping their device.
“That’s what they’d see, correct?”
<Butch> Yes, Trey, they’d probably get a warning on their device.
“What if they have a bomb planted on this ship someplace?” JJ asked.
I shook my head. “Not likely. Hard to get explosives on board.”
“With all the stuff we’ve got on this ship, a good chemist could cook something up,” JJ said.
<Butch> All precursors…
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