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just jump in there and grab her.”

Briar’s eyes scanned the screen. “There’s a break coming up.”

“Alright. Stay cloaked. I’ll be back as soon as possible.” I centered myself in the jump circle and pressed the button.

Landing in a closet, I stepped around cleaning supplies and crept down to the meeting hall. I counted twenty world leaders in attendance sitting around a large, circular table from where I stood, a few that I detested, and wished I could grab instead of the Empress, but she was who Casper wanted.

My eyes searched the room and when my eyes land on her, my breath caught. She was even more beautiful in this setting. Her blonde hair was braided to the side. A small, delicate crown sat on her head. Those stunning blue eyes of hers were outlined in the same hue as the form-fitting, blue and silver outfit she wore. It seemed to be some sort of armor, but it was one that hugged her every dip, curve, and slope.

Stop thinking of her like that. She was a target. That’s it. That’s all.

I stayed hidden as the moderator announced the break and the leaders stood. Each had a guard that followed them. A few others approached the Empress. Her lips were pulled tight as if she couldn’t wait to get out of there. Finally, she broke free and hurried out of the room. A tall, buff man followed close behind with his hand on the gun holstered on his side.

Outside the bathroom door, she turned to him. “Thank you, Dieter. Why don’t you take a few minutes?”

“I’m supposed to guard you, Empress.”

“I need to go to the bathroom. I’m sure you could use the break as well.”

He gave a slight nod and they went their separate ways. But before I could go in after her, a few of the leaders walked past where I was hidden.

“This meeting is going to last for hours,” one whined.

“At least we get breaks.”

“When do you suppose the food will be served?”

As I waited, my eyes surveyed the area for the best way to grab her and go. She came out of the bathroom and walked over to a window. Motioning for her guard to return to the conference room, she stared out at the orange-red sky. Now was my chance. I slipped out of my hiding spot and walked toward her. She turned and our eyes met. Surprise and recognition flickered across her face, but before I could grab her, a loud explosion threw me backward. My head hit the wall and everything went black.

A burnt smell lingered in the air. Someone shook me and yelled things I couldn’t understand. My head was pounding. Without opening my eyes, I slapped whoever it was away.

“Come on! We need to get out of here!”

I knew that voice, but getting my eyes to open was a problem.

“I can’t carry you.”

I forced my eyes open. Everything was blurry.

“Can you stand?” the voice asked.

I didn’t know. My head hurt so much, I had no clue how the rest of my body was.

Hands pulled at me, helping me to my feet. Finally my body got with it and I was able to stand on my own.

I looked at the person who helped me. There she was with a slight smile on her face. Her crown was gone and her blonde curls were streaked with red—wait. That was blood. Did she have a head wound? Was she hurt? And how did she manage to make that look sexy? Oh, God. There I went again with the whole sexy thing.

“Let’s go.” She started walking and I hobbled after her.

Pain shot through my body. “Ah!”

“What is it?” the empress asked.

I pulled up my shirt. Something was sticking out of my side. Metal of some sort, from whatever had blown up.

“Shit,” she swore, examining the wound.

Another explosion—smaller this time—came from down the corridor. “Can you keep going? We have to go.”

“Yes.” I would push through the pain. I had no choice.

As quick as we could, we hurried down the hall.

“What happened?” I asked.

“An attack.”

“I got that much. Do you know who? Or why?”

“No. It came out of nowhere.”

“How many are down?”

“Most? All? I don’t know. We can talk later. Right now we have to get to my ship.” Just as the words came out of her mouth, more explosions went off and her face went ghostly pale.

Following her gaze, I realized the urgency of the situation we were in. The ships were blowing up—one by one.

There were shouts coming from behind us. I didn’t know if they were friend or foe. We needed to get out of there. I glanced at the Empress and saw a few tears slide down her face, though she didn’t make a sound.

“We’ve got to go,” I agreed and we got moving again.

“Where are we going to go?” she asked turning to me. “All the ships have been destroyed.”

“Not mine. It’s cloaked.” I took the jump device out of my pocket and opened it up. An immediate connection was found—indicated by a dim blue light—verifying that my ship was still there and functioning. “Ready?”

She looked at me, vulnerable and excited. “Okay.”

I grabbed her hand, ignoring the way goose bumps covered every inch of me when our palms touched, and pressed the button.

Seconds later, we were in my ship.

There were lights blinking and noises screaming. All three of my crewmembers turned to me.

“You got the Empress,” Huxley said, quickly shutting up when I shot him a look.

“Ever! Our ship has been damaged—” Zabe reported.

“Were we hit?”

“Not directly. The force of the explosions and maybe some debris.”

“How badly?” I asked.

“We can’t FTL.”

“Can we move at all?” My body felt like it was on fire. The edges of my vision were dark and blurry.

“Yes.”

“Then get us out of here,” I gave the order and then collapsed on the ground.

“Ever!” Huxley shouted and knelt by my side.

“She has a wound from the explosion. Do you have a doctor?” the Empress asked.

“No.”

“Medical bay?”

“Yes.”

“Help me get her there.”

Huxley scooped me up and hurried down the corridor to the med bay. Carefully, he placed me on the table. The Empress pulled up my shirt again and examined the wound. “It moved. I can take it out. Laser wand?”

“Shit! Ours is broken,” Huxley exclaimed.

“Suture kit?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have any anesthesia?”

“Just do it. I can handle it,” I said.

“Put this in your mouth,” she said, shoving in a piece of cloth. “Bite down on it to keep from screaming.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and waited.

The second she touched the metal shard pain shot through my body. She yanked it out then applied pressure to stop the bleeding. My vision swam. I wasn’t going to stay conscious through this. Sharp pricks came next as she stitched me up. That’s when I let the darkness come. It surrounded me and I felt nothing.

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