"We'll worry about that later," Jin decided. "For now, let's get moving."
He led the way, racing over the knee-high grasses with ease as he headed for the forest where Kira typically trained.
An hour later, they were under the trees and nearly to their destination when Kira stopped.
"You can come out now," she said.
Raider stepped from the shadows, his hands in his pockets as he sauntered toward them.
Kira slid a hard glance at Jin. He whistled as he floated into the dark, giving them an illusion of privacy. She didn't have to ask if he'd known Raider was following him. Jin would likely have picked up on the other man's presence as soon as he'd started trailing them.
It seemed this was a discovery Jin thought Raider should know about.
"Following me now?" she asked.
He shrugged. "I did warn you I wouldn't make things easy for you."
He did at that.
"I have a right to know. You weren't the only one who loved her," he said.
He was right. In his place, she would have been just as tenacious.
The instincts that had kept her alive all these years warned that trust was a precious commodity. Once a secret was out, it couldn't be put back in its box.
If she did this, there was no going back.
Could she trust Raider like that?
Kira stepped around him.
"Kira," he protested.
She stopped and tilted her head at where Jin had disappeared. "You coming?"
Shock was replaced by determination as he followed at her heels.
They resumed their trek, Raider silent as he trailed them. Jin was a bobbing shadow in front of them as he scanned the area.
He stopped abruptly, before darting through a pair of trees.
"Found it," floated softly to Kira.
She started after him, stepping into a wide clearing, her steps slowing as the hulking form of theWanderergreeted her. Half covered with branches and other vegetation to disguise it from surveillance, it sat in the shadow of several boulders.
Kira circled it as Raider stared.
"How the hell did you land a ship on this planet?" he asked.
Kira didn't answer, too busy ensuring theWandererwasn't damaged in any way. She was going to kill the person who'd flown it here. Kill them very dead.
The risks they'd taken. The danger they'd put her ship in—not to mention themselves.
It was enough to short circuit Kira's brain.
"Dead. Very, very dead," she muttered, storming toward the landing ramp.
She pressed her palm to the security lock. It beeped before flashing red.
