When the Lady Elizabeth stopped on Odontotyrannos, it added a few extra people to the crew. Actually having some security on board was nice, and we all knew that Becca needed another pair of hands in the medical wing, but I don’t think anyone was excited to learn that a photographer had joined us.

Troy Dyffryn spent his days wandering around the ship, snapping photos of the passengers and then trying to sell them his pictures. I was polite to the man, but I wasn’t interested in having my picture taken, and I didn’t have the credits to buy unnecessary photos of myself.

But when he offered me a free photo session for Singer, my tiny cat, I couldn’t resist. We chatted about life while Singer posed beautifully.

Some of the things that Troy said were worrying, but I was still shocked when I found him unconscious and wounded in a corridor two days later. At least this time, the person I’d found was still alive.

That didn’t mean that I was going to be able to avoid being dragged into the investigation into what had happened to him, though. .