Luke paced back and forth. “Any idea when he would attempt such a monstrosity?”
“He wouldn’t be foolish enough to attempt anything while he is at full strength in the battle chair. It’ll be during a moment of weakness. There is no chance of it happening on the ship, Timothy is too well protected. The destination planet will be different.”
Luke nodded. “That would make sense. Perhaps, when he is in bed with a woman, or the heat of battle.”
“That’s all I know.” The man with the scarred face turned and left.
Damn it, this is the last thing Timothy needs.Bravado, maybe. I’ll just have to try and stay close to him. If I tell Timothy, he might take precautionary action setting off a revolt.
He walked back to the group.
“What’s up with you, Luke? You look a fright.” John smirked.
“I’ll fill you in later.”
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