He flew out of the room and locked it from the outside. Five minutes later, the alarm stopped. After a few more hours of anxious pacing around the room, when it was already daylight, Laor returned, collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but happy, and said:
“You were wrong, Haag. We had some problems with the ships— the software crashed, and the escape pods started ejecting into space. Taolo and his team fixed everything. But they needed my presence to maintain access codes. And thanks for the heads-up about Sgannar. Things are more complicated now. We’ll have to delay the flight to Tuanir and comb through the section of space near Teyna again. I can’t leave without making sure I finished that bastard.”
Taolo? That’s all I heard. Pods, you say, launched themselves? Oh, you genius! My savior!
