Chapter 17
“Now, Jim,” Belles said when they surfaced outside the cave. “We must get Nesil to safety before these attackers show up. They’ve done more than enough damage.”
Jim took a deep breath, letting the fresh, salty air wash the last of the reek of the cave away. He had no way to know how long the Dalsoria handlers would take to arrive, or even what the creatures had said in their message.
None of that mattered, not anymore. They had their proof. They needed help.
His dread of dealing with ConSpace Security didn’t matter any more, either.
As soon as his fingertips pressed the medallion, a woman’s tinny voice spoke.
“Planetary Security. Name and identity code, please.”
Jim rattled off his ancient soldier’s credentials without hesitation. He doubted he could have called them to m
