Chapter Fifty

Sorn’s echoing laugh bounced off the corner of the walls making it hard to pinpoint his location. “Does it matter? You and your dandy little party had to mess up everything!” What the hell is he spewing about?

“Why don’t you put the gun down and come quietly. Maybe there’s a way you can be pardoned.” You can hear him snicker, like the mere idea of surrender was ludicrous. You blew out a silent breath, because honestly you’d hope he’d put up a fight.

“You are such a stupid woman! Don’t you see!? The galaxy is changing and it’s high time to pick sides! I already know what side you picked. They made a mistake thinking that you could be changed, I told them it was a bad idea, and it would only lead to problems but the host demanded it.”

“The less stupid side? Sounds about right. Are you insane for teaming up with the Sandarians!?” Sorn’s blaster fire pinged off the pillar. The heat from the blasts warmed your face with each consecutive shot against the support column.