"Approach time, half a minute sir," reported one of Kimble's men.

"Good. Let's be ready..." Kimble wiped more sweat from his forehead. "I'm sweating like a pig."

Krimtz looked over the tech's shoulder. "Sir, the life form aboard the craft is on the move."

"Without an alternative mode of transportation that can match the speed of this craft, we needn't be concerned. Our first priority is securing the ship."

"Yes sir."