Thirty-Two
“So what’s your plan?” Piran asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Ryann didn’t know why they were talking and not sussing, but it felt right.
“Pretty much what it was before,” Ryann said, not totally sure she even had a plan. “You can trigger sol between here and the Hermes, right?”
“No problem. But how do we get past those two?” He jerked his head towards Daman and Murdoch. They were drinking now, and from the way Daman kept on smacking his lips, Ryann knew they had no intention of letting others have anything any time soon. She’d already asked twice, and didn’t want to ask again—he got too much pleasure from making them suffer.
“Element of surprise.”
“You want us to jump them?”
“Wouldn’t work unless they both came closer.”
“Then what?”
“Still figuring out the det
