“You’ve caused some trouble.”
“Funny,” she says. “I was thinking the same thing.”
There.
The shift.
“Careful,” he murmurs.
The threat finally surfaces.
He circles her.
Testing.
“Anytime,” Trigger whispers.
“Hold,” I say.
Not yet.
I want him to show it.
“I know about the drive,”she says.
He stills.
Just for a second.
Enough.
“Do you?” he asks.
“I found it.”
Silence.
Then—
That smile.
Cold.
Dangerous.
“Well… that complicates things.”
His hand moves.
Toward his weapon.
59
Ace
His hand moves.
Slow.
