Chapter 41

All mine.

“Clean,” Ellington grunts. He sounds

almost disappointed. Dylan stands in the rain on the other side of

Ellington’s companions—bodyguards,my mind whispers,

they’re bodyguards and they’re here to keep us away, if we’re

not what we claim to be.I don’t like that they’re between us,

they’ve managed to separate us and I step forward for their little

security check, I want to be on the other side of those men. I want

to be where Dylan is.

But Shanley steps up, too, and I let him go

first. Dylan winks at me from behind Maclin and Henry. “Love you,”

he mouths, and I smile and look away. Johnson was right, we don’t

have to stay here long. I’m already looking forward to climbing

back into the Semper Fiand leaving this dreary planet

behind.

* * * *

They hurry us through the rain to the wreck

of the S410—Ellington at the head of our small troupe, then Parker

grumbling about the weather to Shanley, who shields his eyes with