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you’ll leave,” Rye warned.
“Jesus, will the two of you give it a rest. You’re like a dog fighting over a bone. Tell you what, I’ll make it easy. I’ll leave.” Willa strode off, muttering to herself.
Darac took a step towards her, but Zuma blocked his path. “You’re not going anywhere, my friend.”
Darac tilted his head to one side. He believed them to be friends?
Zuma looked at Rye. “Now that Willa’s gone do you want me to take care of him? We can tell her there was an accident.”
“The Zerconians believe in honor.” A new man stepped forward from the right. The one who had been hiding behind the crates. “Ask him to swear that he will harm no one on this ship.”
“And you think he’ll honor that?” Zuma asked.
“To break a vow is a disgrace,” Darac confirmed.
“And the Zerconians are rich,” the quieter male said. “He’s worth a lot more alive than dead. Maybe more than the money we’ll make from this shipment.”
Something in Rye’s expression shifted. So that spoke to him. Money.
“My people will pay well for my return,” he confirmed. Now that he had something to live for he was determined to remain alive.
“All of that means nothing if he keeps attacking us,” the male who had been hidden pointed out. “He broke out of hover cuffs and a thick steel door. Cap, he tossed you around like a toothpick. He’s dangerous.”
“But only if Willa is threatened,” Zuma added. “Or at least that’s what he says.”
“Do you swear to harm no one on this ship?” Rye asked.
“As long as my mate is not threatened.”
“Stop calling her that,” Zuma said. All humor fled from his face. “She is not your mate.”
“She is. I would do anything to keep her safe. If something were to happen to her, I would be lost. I would be a danger. Were that to happen, you must kill me quickly.”
“Nothing will happen to Willa,” Rye told him. “But if you attack any of us again then we will kill you.”
They could try.
“I say we kill him now,” Zuma said.
Rye turned to the quieter man. “Deacon?”
“I agree with Zuma,” Deacon stated.
Darac tensed.
“I say we keep him for ransom,” the fourth male stated.
Rye was silent for a long moment. “I agree with Steele. For the moment, he lives. Put him in a spare bunkroom, Deacon. The rest of you get to the bridge, we’re leaving within the hour.”
Deacon waved his blaster at him. “Come on. Move wrong, I’ll shoot you. Look at me wrong, I’ll shoot you, breathe wrong, I will shoot you.”
Willa pulled herself away from the wall with a sigh of relief. She’d stormed out before she’d remembered that she was needed to keep them from killing each other. So she’d waited outside to see what would happen.
She didn’t know what she would have done if they’d decided to kill Darac. She’d probably have run back in to save him.
Like a too stupid to live heroine.
Why the hell did she keep doing that? She kept stepping in to save him, at the risk of her place on this crew. What had she been thinking? When she heard footsteps, she hastily moved down the passage.
“Willa. Freeze.” Rye’s voice struck her and she stilled.
He came up beside her. “Come with me.”
Meekly, she followed behind him. Maybe if she acted totally repentant he’d forget about his threat to kick her off the crew. She needed her place here. She’d earned it. There was no way she could sit at home and do nothing. Yeah, she could fix racers for Duke, but that still meant she’d be stuck on Joyadan with the same people, doing the same thing day after day until boredom threatened to make her go silly.
“Rye, I’m really sorry about before. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know why I jumped in front of him like that. I just knew that you couldn’t kill him.”
“Because you’re his mate,” Rye said, raising his eyebrows. “I don’t buy it.”
“You’re not the only one.” That had been a shock. “You
“Jesus, will the two of you give it a rest. You’re like a dog fighting over a bone. Tell you what, I’ll make it easy. I’ll leave.” Willa strode off, muttering to herself.
Darac took a step towards her, but Zuma blocked his path. “You’re not going anywhere, my friend.”
Darac tilted his head to one side. He believed them to be friends?
Zuma looked at Rye. “Now that Willa’s gone do you want me to take care of him? We can tell her there was an accident.”
“The Zerconians believe in honor.” A new man stepped forward from the right. The one who had been hiding behind the crates. “Ask him to swear that he will harm no one on this ship.”
“And you think he’ll honor that?” Zuma asked.
“To break a vow is a disgrace,” Darac confirmed.
“And the Zerconians are rich,” the quieter male said. “He’s worth a lot more alive than dead. Maybe more than the money we’ll make from this shipment.”
Something in Rye’s expression shifted. So that spoke to him. Money.
“My people will pay well for my return,” he confirmed. Now that he had something to live for he was determined to remain alive.
“All of that means nothing if he keeps attacking us,” the male who had been hidden pointed out. “He broke out of hover cuffs and a thick steel door. Cap, he tossed you around like a toothpick. He’s dangerous.”
“But only if Willa is threatened,” Zuma added. “Or at least that’s what he says.”
“Do you swear to harm no one on this ship?” Rye asked.
“As long as my mate is not threatened.”
“Stop calling her that,” Zuma said. All humor fled from his face. “She is not your mate.”
“She is. I would do anything to keep her safe. If something were to happen to her, I would be lost. I would be a danger. Were that to happen, you must kill me quickly.”
“Nothing will happen to Willa,” Rye told him. “But if you attack any of us again then we will kill you.”
They could try.
“I say we kill him now,” Zuma said.
Rye turned to the quieter man. “Deacon?”
“I agree with Zuma,” Deacon stated.
Darac tensed.
“I say we keep him for ransom,” the fourth male stated.
Rye was silent for a long moment. “I agree with Steele. For the moment, he lives. Put him in a spare bunkroom, Deacon. The rest of you get to the bridge, we’re leaving within the hour.”
Deacon waved his blaster at him. “Come on. Move wrong, I’ll shoot you. Look at me wrong, I’ll shoot you, breathe wrong, I will shoot you.”
Willa pulled herself away from the wall with a sigh of relief. She’d stormed out before she’d remembered that she was needed to keep them from killing each other. So she’d waited outside to see what would happen.
She didn’t know what she would have done if they’d decided to kill Darac. She’d probably have run back in to save him.
Like a too stupid to live heroine.
Why the hell did she keep doing that? She kept stepping in to save him, at the risk of her place on this crew. What had she been thinking? When she heard footsteps, she hastily moved down the passage.
“Willa. Freeze.” Rye’s voice struck her and she stilled.
He came up beside her. “Come with me.”
Meekly, she followed behind him. Maybe if she acted totally repentant he’d forget about his threat to kick her off the crew. She needed her place here. She’d earned it. There was no way she could sit at home and do nothing. Yeah, she could fix racers for Duke, but that still meant she’d be stuck on Joyadan with the same people, doing the same thing day after day until boredom threatened to make her go silly.
“Rye, I’m really sorry about before. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know why I jumped in front of him like that. I just knew that you couldn’t kill him.”
“Because you’re his mate,” Rye said, raising his eyebrows. “I don’t buy it.”
“You’re not the only one.” That had been a shock. “You
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