Blue EyesJust as Ronny expected, the team was not happy to jump into containers again.
“Yeah,” Ryan had told him as they removed a crystal from a crate they’d found in the treasure room, replacing it with Ryan himself. “Real original.”
“You can thank me later,” said Ronny.
They would have used the crates they’d originally came in but thought the imperial-stamped ones would look less out-of-place—in case someone stopped them and took a peek beneath the tarp that would be covering them. Sure, the idea might not have been a new one, but smuggling themselves into places they didn’t belong had worked so far. Why shift tactics now?
Ronny grunted as he single-handedly pushed Ryan’s, Laura’s, and Neverri’s concealed bulks through the tunnels on the wheeled platform he’d found. Earlier, he’d dr
