She blubbed that her name was Sharon. Instantly, I remembered the name. I let go of my embrace with Tabitha and turned to face her. Her right eye was swollen and blood was still dripping from her mouth.
“You’re a smuggler,” I said.
She nodded her bowed head.
“Do you have a ship?
There was no response. I stepped in her direction, but Leanne blocked my way, her facial muscles tense.
“Leanne, she is the key to getting us to the Emperor’s habitat. You know what you signed up for joining the movement,”
Chrissie put her hand on my shoulder.
“We need her help Leanne.”
Leanne pouted her lips and glanced back at Sharon.
“Yes, I know. Let me talk to her first. The woman is petrified.”
Chrissie looked at me.
“Give them a few minutes. Let Leanne talk to her.
I went back and tended to Tabitha.
Minutes passed, and the two women murmured to each other. Whatever Leanne said was worth it because she agreed to take us to the Emperor’s habitat. Her ship was at the top of the building. I helped Tabiitha to her feet, as Leanne did likewise with Sharon. There was a silent groan after each step taken.
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