Chapter Eight
Dagger’s eyes swept back and forth as they moved down the narrow corridor. His mind was reeling at the knowledge that Jordan was here, on Bruttus. Instinctively, his hand reached out behind him. He didn’t turn his head to look at her. A small part of him was afraid if he did, he would discover this was all a dream and she wasn’t real. An explosion of emotion swept through him when he felt her slender fingers wrap around his.
He curled his around them and was rewarded with a slight squeeze. He slowed as they neared the end of the corridor. She had been right, it did fork.
“The right will take us to the Spaceport,” she murmured.
His eyes scanned the brightly lit corridor that curved around before he turned his head to look down the left one. It was dark. His head whipped ar
