Chapter 11 Secure Safe House: Freya
“I said we would talk when we got somewhere safe, now is the best time.” A muffled sound she couldn’t understand, then Bash responded. “Stop using her as an excuse!”
Loud voices yanked her from the peacefulness she’d found. Blinking, she realized they weren’t at the colony anymore. A quick glance around the room, taking in the neutral colors and minimalistic styles, told her she was in a Resistance safe house. Pushing herself up in the bed, she stretched tight muscles.
Her right cheek throbbed, and a memory of the fight with Lieutenant General Rok’Sha slammed into her. Freya remembered pinning her in an arm bar hold, but not much after that. Somehow she’d escaped and then a shock of pain shot through her chest as darkness engulfed her. Glancing down,
