Zara
Zara“Time to go!”
Isaak’s shout had me moving. I dropped the titan stick—no way was it fitting down the narrow corridor without accidentally electrocuting myself—and hustled in the direction of his voice.
I found the cockpit or whatever it was called in a spaceship. It was literally just like Star Wars with two seats and a s**t-ton of buttons and dials and slider things. I settled into the empty seat beside him.
Star Wars“Buckle up,” he said, not offering me a glance.
I heard and felt the hum of the engine as I clipped into the five-point harness.
He turned his head, narrowed his eyes as he took me in from head to breast, his gaze stalling for a second.
I was in a tight, ugly brown outfit which was far from flattering, but it also didn’t do anything to hide my hard n*****s ador
