Chapter Seven
Lorn sat very, very still. “Kiri,” he said, “what’s all this about?”
“This is about,” Kiri said, “being locked in a small spaceship with a killer.” She gestured at his belt. “Take off the knife and toss it over here.”
He complied, but he felt a flash of anger as he flipped the sheathed knife onto the control table. “You were happy enough to have me kill for you down below.”
“Actually,” Kiri said. “I just told you to silence Sanders. You chose to kill him.” She took the knife and tucked it into the seat beside her, the gun never wavering.
“If I hadn’t killed him, he might have stopped us right there,” Lorn said, keeping his voice calm, reasonable. “Even jumping him from behind, I couldn’t be sure I’d put him down. He was a big guy. If we’d gotten into a struggle, anything
