back to the rack and pulled out two lethal-looking daggers. She sheathed one in the band at her thigh and handed the other over. “For back up. In case they come too close to use the diffuser.” Gingerly, Kierra grasped the dagger. The severity of what she was about to do weighed on her. She’d never taken another person’s life. Her time with the rebel forces had been spent in the lab, not out in hand-to-hand combat with Tribunal Forces. Slowly, she sheathed the knife in the scabbard attached to the belt. Eluria moved to a cabinet and pulled out telecom units and handed one to each of them. Kierra inserted the black disc-like device into her ear. As soon as it was in place, small black wires emerged to secure the device in place. “All right,” Devon said. “Let’s do this.” He pinned Eluria beneath a hard, unemotional black gaze. “You remember our agreement.” “Yes,” she said with an exasperated sigh. “What agreement?” Kierra asked. Devon said nothing, but quirked an eyebrow at Eluria. She hissed. “He’s the expert here, or so he thinks. I follow his orders without question.” She blazed a fierce look back at him. “ Unless I feel his life is in danger. I will not stand by and watch if I deem he could be hurt.” “You will follow my orders. All of you. I know how they work. You don’t.” “You don’t know how Odon works,” Kierra murmured. Devon turned to her. “I know his training, I’ve seen how they fight. I will handle them. Just follow my lead and we will get Jarek out safely and destroy this drug he’s concerned about.” He walked over and pushed a button near the outside hatch and it slid open. “The ship is hidden here, but once we are outside I will engage the cloak. Their tracking mechanisms shouldn’t be able to pick up a signal once I do that. Let’s get moving.” The others followed him out the hatch and down the gangway. Once they were clear of the ship he engaged the cloaking device. It was nighttime and no moon was evident. That would work to their advantage. None of them spoke as they covered the ground to the compound. Argadian eyes adjusted to brightness automatically allowing for them to move expediently. Just before they came in sight of the gate, Devon motioned for Eluria and Kierra to the side out of sight behind an outcropping of trees. “Wait until I call for you. Don’t even think about entering until I tell you it’s safe.” His voice was a mere hint of sound over the comlink. Eluria motioned to Kierra and they moved soundlessly toward the cover of trees and watched as Devon confidently strode toward the entrance with his diffuser trained on Corbin and Torak. She leaned close to Eluria and whispered, “I’m going to try to reach Jarek through thoughtwalk. I may be able to determine what we will be facing in the laboratory, so we are more prepared.” “Is it safe?” Eluria asked. “Yes. I just need to make sure he’s all right.” Kierra stepped away from her and leaned against a tree. She turned her thoughts inward and located the thread. Her first thought was that she was thankful Jarek had done as he’d promised and left the thread intact. What she would find at the other end she had no idea. She could only pray he would still be alive and would know her. Kierra moved to the thread and followed it to the arch. Turmoil confronted her. Flashing arcs of lightning-like electricity surged one after the other. The red mist had grown thicker almost suffocating the soft yellow luminescent glow. It was as though an electrical storm had taken over inside Jarek’s mind. “Jarek!” Where was he? It was hard to make out anything through the thick crimson mist. Then she saw him on his knees in the doorway to one of his memories. A bolt of electrical energy encompassed him and he was rigid, his eyes closed, arms outstretched as though to bar entry into the room behind him. “Jarek, no.” She raced forward, reaching him as the