Page 5 of Saving the Space Pirate

“Thank you for saving me.”

“My pleasure.”

I took a deep breath. Okay, time to get serious. “What do you think is happening on the planet? Do we have any way of contacting someone?”

He shook his head. “I lost my comm unit in the crash. But hopefully your friend Rekowski made the rendezvous with his traitorous bitch of a fiancée. And hopefully, they’re well on their way back to Earth now. Zak will drop them off and then come back for us.”

“Will he be able to find us?”

“He’s still homed in on the tracking device in your head.”

“Why didn’t he just come back and find us now?”

“We discussed it, but decided that if the situation arose, then likely the place would be on the alert. This is safer. I know my way around. We can survive. By the time he gets back, things will have quietened down, and he can slip in and pick us up without anyone noticing.”

“Sounds like a plan. So all we have to do is wait?”

“We’ll need to steal some food from the stores, but that shouldn’t be too hard. We have water.” He waved at the stream. “Other than that, we’ll just have to find a way to pass the time.”

He reached for me just as a knife whizzed past my head and embedded in the wall behind us. I jumped and twisted around. A man stood in the tunnel entrance and behind him I could see others.

“Killian fucking Sharpe,” he said. “What the fuck are you doing back from the dead, you little bastard?”

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