Chapter 33
Dash glared at his screen in frustration. His men were ready to launch their attack on the Wanderer. They were forty minutes away from the main fleet which meant only the escorting Imperial ships would be a problem. Everything was ready… but the Wanderer wasn’t playing ball.
Dash had sent them a message asking for an urgent meeting, stressing it needed to be face to face. They’d replied asking for a delay, saying they needed to deal with an internal issue first. Dash had followed up with message after message, stressing the meeting was vital and the issues involved could be deadly. The Wanderer kept responding with delaying messages, promising they’d be free for discussions soon.
Dash stared at the most recent reply.
Five minutes and we’ll be ready.
Well it had been a
