“She beckons me to join her ...”
She made a knot in the bandage, jerking once, twice, as Jamais grunted. Then something dinged loudly and she looked to the cage—saw Dravidian leaning toward the control panel, which was just out of his reach.
“By the Lucitor,” he said.
“What is it?”
“Valdus! He’s ordered the cage back down.”
Shekalane and Jamais glanced at each other and the big man seemed cognizant for a moment. “Get out of there, Dravidian!” Jamais shouted.
Dravidian rattled his shackle to indicate he could not. Shekalane scrambled to her feet and rushed to the lift, but the instant she reached it the machinery hissed, exhaling loudly, and the hatch began to close. Dravidian grabbed its moving edge, trying to stop it, but to no avail. He glanced about quickly before his gaze settled
