Chapter 4 Unnamed Safe House: Freya
“How the hell did you find us?” Freya bolted off the couch at Jes’Nara’s loud voice. She shouldn’t be here, Freya covered all her tracks when she’d left the camp where they’d been studying Tris’Tyn.
“Fancy new gadget RnD came up with.” Jes’Nara examined and flicked her fingernails. “It let me put a tracker on your hover bike, though I thought I’d have to wait until we finished the stupid little mission we were on to find anything noteworthy. I should’ve guessed,” she shot them a look like there was a nasty taste in her mouth, “traditionalists. It’s disgusting.”
Raising her chin, Freya narrowed her eyes and read Jes’Nara’s mind, but despite everything she was saying, it didn’t match what Freya was hearing with her telepathy.
“Oh, I forgot to mention,
