Chapter Seventeen
In the cool twilight settling over Sang's starport, Connor trailed Selen back to Lucky Sevens. He kept a respectful distance, trying not to listen in on her call while also listening in on her call. He was her second. These job opportunities meant the difference between the team—his team—staying together or falling apart.
That was how he had to look at it. Losing Ibrahim and Mikael was devastating. Losing Yemi on top of that?
The cool breeze grew colder. They couldn't survive losing a third.
Crew and laborers moving below the parked starships that lined the tarmac stopped and turned their attention to Selen.
She paid them no head, proceeding at a fast walk, head down and shoulders hunched.
Red embers drew Connor's attention to a group of laborers moving around the l
