“Three dozen. The rest, about sixty, are dead.”
Talon considered that. Three dozen people and he had a crew. It was not enough, not at all.
Jessica asked, “What about the other cities? Do they know?”
Yori’s lips thinned. “Yes, and it’s not any better there. The resistance across the planet has been taken, Jessica. Whoever’s behind the impending coup, they’re erasing all loose ends. You and I are loose ends and if I get caught now the people I can help will die. I can’t endanger what little network I have left.”
Talon decided it was time to speak up. “Where’s this prison?”
Jessica turned to face him, a frown crimping her forehead. “It’s off planet, at the bend in the outer rim. Why?”
He said, “It sounds like we need to break them out of there.”
