Chapter Twelve
Bassan pumped his legs harder. His mother moved at a brisk pace, her stride long and forceful. With her hand wrapped around his, Bassan had no choice but to keep up with her rapid gait.
Stealing a quick glance at her face, he caught the deep lines of worry across her brow and around her mouth. She’d said he was going to the alien ship to practice sending the code, but something was wrong. Sparks of anxiety leaked from her mind despite her shields, unnerving Bassan further. Was he in trouble?
They strode through the building and into the hangar. Bassan’s father awaited them beside a shuttle. On edge from his mother’s agitated state, Bassan’s fear escalated. They were taking the shuttle to the alien site? He hated flying.
Pausing in front of Bassan’s father, his mother’s b
