Jess fought down anger as Dash once again spoke with his friend on the base. It was difficult. The hardest part was that he’d expected to have Dash off the Wanderer some time before.
Every prisoner on the other three ships had been freed and, with a few exceptions, transferred to the ships loyal to Dash. Those exceptions were staying aboard the Steady Light with Elizabeth. Some as part of her crew, some travelling with her to find safety. Almost everyone aboard the Wanderer had gone too. The last shuttle was about to lift off. Dash would be its only passenger.
He should have been long gone, transferred aboard an earlier flight. Whoever was in charge at the base had stopped that. This was the third call. Each had been on a flimsy pretext but had been used to ensure Dash was aboa
