“Watch my back. Have me a way out. I don’t like this one, Ingrid. This is not wise, entering Shine Clan territory without asking. It could be construed as an act of war, and that’s a giant we don’t want to wake. We have no idea what their actual manpower is.”
“McLain can’t contact them?”
Fiddlestix shrugged. “Can’t or won’t. Take your pick. I need to go. Thanks for your help.”
“Come back safe, Hannah. I’ll get the ball rolling for you before you lift off.”
Fiddlestix tried to smile, but it was nearly impossible. She ran to the airship just as Kaz was jumping out to come after her.
“What about Frieze?”
“He’s not coming.”
“I got that. Is he really hurt?”
She gave him a level look. Kaz turned away, bellowing at the members of the elite force.
“Heads up! Master Sargent’s in charge! Sit down, shut up, mind your manners!”
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