He finally looked at her. “I’m ok.jatt. ‘Jatt’ is old Earth Punjabi. Means ‘leader of the land.’ Someone who protects their own.” He shrugged. “And ‘ok’? That’s just me saying… I’m not a hero. I’m just… fine. Adequate. But someone has to do the adequate thing.”
Twelve hours later, the freighter’s transponder went dark in an asteroid field that had been previously marked as clear. ok.jatt
And for the first time, he smiled. It was a small, okay smile. But for the people on that hospital ship, it was everything. He finally looked at her
Leela presented her findings to her boss, a grizzled Commander who had seen three galactic wars. “It’s a person,” she insisted, pointing to the timestamp correlations. “Or an AI. He’s a vigilante.” Means ‘leader of the land