“Do you see it?” Arrans voice was steady but Hades wasn’t fooled , the young warrior was vibrating with tension. Pausing for several heart beats Hades leant over the console, his eyes trained on the battered craft that hovered unmoving in the inky darkness.
“I see it.” He resumed his pacing. Hands clenched into fists at his side.
“Why is he just sitting there? It’s like he is…”
Hades cut him off “Waiting for us.”
Arrans silver eyes lifted and one brow arched . “You think he knows we are coming?”
“I know he knows. Someone would have told him. Just as someone told us where to find him.” Hades wasn’t a fool and neither was Arran. They both knew that Gaxon just waiting there, hovering in the emptiness of space was a bad sign.
“You think it’s a trap?”
“Don’t you?”
Arran nodded. “Yeah
