Chapter 133

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Three

Through the doorway, Connor found not a ledge but another short passageway. Beyond that, he found a ramp. Once again, it descended farther than his lights could reveal.

His boots scraped with the first step, and the sound echoed all around.

The air was fresh and cool, as if the K’luuta technology were working overtime.

But there was no way to erase the stain Selen left on everything. She’d been here. She was still nearby.

Another glow stick, maybe even another flashlight, and he would have had more confidence leading the others down.

It was the strategy typically employed in war: bleed the enemy of resources.

First Rudy and Drew, then the slow elimination of other teammates.

Then ammunition. Then fatigue.

Selen had worn her team down to almost nothing, pushing far harder than a responsible commander would have dreamed.

More than likely, she had sabotaged the ship and the shuttle, too.