The Hellion commander seemed even bigger than I remembered him, looming above me with wide shoulders and massive arms barely contained in his black jumpsuit. A broad cutlass hung on the belt looped around his waist. Davin’s pale face was nearly lost in the snow. Thin strands of black hair swayed across his temples from the wind. He smiled, showing razor sharp teeth and matching the cruelty I saw in his blood red eyes.
“Missed me, darling?” He took his time walking toward me. “Because I missed you. But I’ve been biding my time. Watching you cozy up with my brother. What a love story you two have; the arrogant young pirate, and the irritating engineer.”
I pushed to my feet, raising my hands, only to learn too late that I was missing my pocketknife.
Davin’s grin widened. “Let me give you some advice, darling. Don’t fight.” He raised the satchel. “I got most of what I need. You’re the last piece. I’m not supposed to bring you back in pieces, but…” he shrugged, “other accidents can happen.”
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