Chapter 22:“I have word they are on their way.” Robbie’s warning came long before Ginger had expected.
“Copy that. We are in the channel and headed to Port Braga. Break a leg, everyone.” Hack’s words sounded calm, warm even. Completely out of character from what Ginger had come to expect from the monkey.
There was no time to dig meaning from the strange saying. Filled with concerns, her mouth was dry, too dry to ask for an explanation about Hack’s meaningless expression.
Ginger felt the rising fear turn her recent meal into acid. After the first chunks of meat landed in her stomach, a dozen more soon followed. The rich meal sat heavy on her stomach, and now that the battle drew near, Ginger faced the real possibility of losing everything she recently consumed.
Some leader of the rebell
