Locked in the brig, Dara nonetheless felt it when the ship streaked. Her stomach bottomed right out, and reality stretched as the ship moved.
Moved where?
She hated not knowing what was happening. Did the citadel follow them? Where was Karo?
Had they truly escaped? She'd almost begun to despair. Of late the drones were finding them faster and faster. Or at least they were homing in more quickly on Karo. If only she could split the amulet she wore in two.
She didn't understand how it helped, only that when she wore it, she was more or less invisible to the drones. Which helped when it came down to a fight.
She'd gotten good at evading capture. Practice did make perfect.
This last escape, though, was due to luck. And one handsome captain.
My husband. Possibly not for long. She'd prom
