This is another little excerpt from my sci-fi novel Star Liner. Jan and Sara are doing work they did not sign up for, when they discover Simon is missing. I worked away and we both finished at the same time. Then we went to work in the conference room where we had our meetings. We had finished the forward lounge when it was time for lunch. Sara called Simon to find out how he was doing. There was no answer. She tried again. No answer. “Can you locate his pad?” I asked. Sara did a check. “It is in the cargo hold.” A sudden thought filled me with foreboding. “I wonder how many unprotected vents there are in the cargo hold.” “Let’s not get crazy,” Sara said. "There could be a good reason he is not answering.” I could think of a couple of reasons, but I did not say them out loud. ”Let’s go down and check.” We made our way down to the forward part of Deck A where the cargo hold was. We opened the big door. We stepped in. It was dimly lit. The pallets cas