It wasn't always like this

Trevor knew it wasn't always like this. It was just this mission

Another day and another engine.

This one was fitted to one of the interstella Thomson Starways Boeing Star7. Again, another No1 engine, but at least he didn't have to drop into the atmosphere to repair this one. Just a float around the spacedock in orbit just beyond the Earth's moon.

And this one didn't need a repair. This was it's scheduled pre-flight check.

Still, Trevor was pretty sure that this was not the type of regular work that once of the service's top agents was supposed to be doing all the time. His commander suggested that this made the perfect cover and he was the best agent for the job as he had actually apprenticed with Thomson Starways as a powerplant engineer, so he should know what he was doing. And he did.

Maybe, if he hung around the spacedock long enough he would find out who was smuggling the Rzjor eggs through human space.