“Landing bay? He didn’t transport?” I asked.
“Never.” That was all Dr. Helion said in answer.
“Then I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” I looked at Bahre, who held my gaze just long enough to make me feel truly seen. He knew I needed to do this. He also seemed to be the only one who realized just how scared I was, how making small talk calmed me.
Helion looked to Rett. “Demand double Lukabo’s price.”
“I know the plan.”
Helion nodded; then to Styx and Blade he said, “Protest his arrival, but don’t drive him away. This is a business transaction. Nothing more.”
Styx crossed his arms over his chest, clearly annoyed, but said nothing.
Helion looked me over, inspecting everything from how I was secured to how I was dressed. “Perfect. You, Quinn of Earth, look perfect.”
“Helion.” Bahre’s warni
