CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, EMPTY?” Steven Daeh glared through the screen as if he could drag the answer out of Mich with just his eyes. Those gray orbs sent the hairs on the back of her neck quivering.
She shrugged, knowing she had no answer her boss would find acceptable. In truth, she was lost as to what it all meant. This investigation had been a fiasco from the get-go and right now, she had no idea what her next move should be. She sat stiffly in the front seat of Lazydragon’s cockpit, looking up at the communication screen. Wen sat beside her with Charley occasionally leaning between them to interject.
The sound of water pounding the ship’s roof told everyone it was raining again. Another violent storm. Mich watched, amused, as Charley and Wen were forced to raise their
