Let's start right where we left off last week.
I knocked it before it
hit me and took it from him with a brusk motion.
"I'm here to assess
the extend of the damage myself, with the pilots are they are the one
who will have to deal with it the most until it's repaired."
"It can't be
repaired, now here, we need to go back," Tucker said.
"I might ask for our
allies to give us a hand in the matter," I said.
That was total bluff. I
had trouble to keep from bitting my lower list while looking at
Tucker. He rose an eyebrow.
"Allies," he
said.
I didn't know if he
looked puzzled or amused by the statement, but he sure looked like he
was going to go after my head.
"If you would excuse
me," I said continuing pass him to enter the engine room.
"And what Allies
would you like to call on exactly?" Tucker said grabbing my arm
to turn me around. "You are just an arrogant little girl who
doesn't know what she is doing and just want to go run after daddy."
"Release the
captain," Debby said.
"Or what? You'll do
what you were born for an act like an animal?"
Debby took a step back.
I took my arm from
Tucker's grip, straightened myself and look at the guard who hadn't
moved an inch.
"You two, this man
is under arrest," I said. "Take care of it and he is to
have no visit until I say otherwise."
The guards looked at each
other.
Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Find us on Google+
No comments:
Post a Comment