Chapter Seven
Tuesday 4:30 p.m.
Dagan scowled and slammed his fist into his thigh in frustration, right on top of the wickedly nasty scrapes and bruises he’d just gotten. “f*****g hell, that hurts!” he shouted, more to release his frustration over his lack of progress with Sasha than anger over the cuts and contusions. It’s been two days. Every time I think I’m making progress, she runs. I need a new plan.
At the sound of laughter behind him, however, he didn’t bother to look back over his shoulder. There would be nothing to see. He knew they were cloaked again. Invisible. Lumerian Knights; a myth to all but the royal families on Caldor since their planet had been destroyed almost two thousand years ago. Only their acoustic cloaking mode had been disabled long enough to make sure he hea
