“Board immediately!” the Forerunner shouted into her ear. Lucky took off, and Lightning Dust joined her in the air with only a few seconds of hesitation. Martin couldn’t do that without a running start, but it didn’t matter. Between the two of them, they could lift her the three meters or so into the open doorway. Lucky’s last sight of the outside was the astonishment on the diamond dog’s face before the metal door slid closed and they started to move.