The air in the room tasted like sour milk. I smacked my lips together and realized that it was actually the tension in the room. Kale and company surrounded me, like I was the Hope Diamond on display at the Smithsonian. They studied me, trying to figure out how to approach Kedge"s request. Some had chosen to throw me to the proverbial wolf, while the others had picked a safer, more secure approach.
“I say we send him down there and be done with this,” Natronix offered.
Kale nodded. “Let them have their meeting, perhaps we can benefit in some way.”
Calypso rubbed his hands together briskly and shook his head. “No, I am not comfortable sending him down there alone. He is young and not fully trained.”
“I agree,” Satou interjected. “Someone needs to go with him.”
“Wait a minute,” Kale bel
