For the first time that Dani could remember, Talon looked neither charming nor playful. Instead his face now wore a sinister sneer as his power-hungry eyes bore down on her, not unlike the eyes of the Vaerians themselves. The change of energy in the room and the threat against Jag helped snap her out of whatever hold he had over her.
Very methodically, Dani leaned toward Talon, bracing herself on the table with both palms. “You don’t want to make an enemy of me.” She stared back at him, unblinking.
Talon leaned back from Dani but maintained eye contact. “My dear, I have far worse enemies than you.”
“I want to see Jag,” she stated.
Talon rolled his eyes and sighed. “Very well.”
“Howard, Z,” Dani said without taking her eyes off of Talon, “go back to the ship and begin repairs. I wa
