CHAPTER 7
Faruke continued his attack on Marston and his men, giving Valkin time to get the ship away from the junkyard. It was up to him to make sure his mate and all who were in that vessel were kept safe.
“Faruke, where the hell are you? Damn it, get your ass to this ship now or I swear I will rip your balls off and feed them into the airlock.” Marty snapped.
“I have to hold things down here so you guys can get far enough away. I’ll meet you at Barron’s house. Valkin already knows.” Faruke replied.
Feeling a ping to his metal, Faruke shouted, “f**k! They shifted into their own jets. Just go!”
“Faruke, their cat’s eye crystal has to be wearing out. With all the shifting they’re doing, it is going to crack really soon. Go high! Make them use as much energy as you can.” Marty stated.
