It was the one I’d scavenged from the raider crew on Quatra’s derelict. I’d been saving it, hoping for the right occasion. I didn’t really think this was it, but I wasn’t going to tell her that.
“To blow stuff up,” I growled back.
That time she did laugh at me.
It was only a short while after that we received the news we’d been dreading in an unexpected burst message from Tavier’s Q-com.
It had been prerecorded by Katherine, and her voice was tense. “Hunter, our primary plan is dead. We’re falling back to the secondary plan, but I’m not sure it’ll work. Security is tighter than we expected, and they’re already tracking us.”
“I’m launching now,” I said as soon as the message finished. It was preemptive, since we had no way of knowing if Katherine could pull off her backup plan, but som
