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domicile.
    Her skills at flying had improved since then. She sat in the captain’s chair, starting the engines.
    Mayhem claimed the seat beside hers and placed his palms on one of the control panels, immediately assuming command.
    Imee was unconcerned. “You don’t have access.” And soon he’d be her captive, as she’d warned him he would be.
    She bent over and extracted a gun she’d fastened under the console, relaxing as soon as she gripped it. She was armed again, able to defend herself.
    “I always have access.” Mayhem grinned.
    He was an overconfident ass. She opened her mouth to tell him exactly that.
    The transport shot forward, the thrust pushing her back against the seat. “You bastard.” How had he circumvented the controls? She’d locked them against other beings. “What are you?”
    Mayhem laughed, not answering, and he increased their speed.
     

 
    Chapter Three
    Mayhem exited the transport, having parked it outside the settlement’s walls, mere strides away from the front gates. He was conscious of the curvy female behind him, her sweet scent encircling him, her gun’s muzzle pointed between his shoulders.
    “Would you shoot me in the back, my female?” He was unconcerned. She’d changed the setting to stun, his female not as bloodthirsty as she acted.
    “Yes.” She was delightfully honest. “I’ve done worse things.”
    He’d done worse things also. There was little honor in battle, only kill or be killed. Mayhem glanced over his right shoulder. Her beautiful face was determined, her grip on her gun tight.
    He could disarm her easily but he wouldn’t. Not having a weapon made her nervous, almost fearful, and he wanted his little human to feel safe around him.
    Earning her trust was his priority.
    That and finding his friends. Menace, are you there? He probed through their private transmission line.
    There was silence. The line had been quiet since his friend had scaled the settlement’s high stone walls. It was as though someone was blocking the transmissions.
    Had that someone captured Menace?
    “Whom do you care about?” He probed again. “This Kralj being?” Jealousy wrapped around him. He’d heard the respect in her voice when she spoke of the male.
    “Kralj?” She snorted. “I care about keeping on his good side. You should too.”
    “ He should care about keeping on my good side.”
    Her wariness of the male irked him.
    Mayhem’s gaze lifted to the line of pikes decorating the sands around the settlement. Her wariness might be warranted. Corpses in varying degrees of decay were impaled on the pieces of metal. Many of dead had their throats ripped out, as though they’d been attacked by animals.
    Keeping Imee safe moved to the top slot on Mayhem’s priority list.
    He squared his shoulders and extended his arms as he approached the gates, striving to protect the fragile human female behind him.
    They’d locate Menace, search the settlement for Death and his female, and then they’d leave. He’d find a safe planet to stash Imee on, have his adventures, and eventually return for her. 
    One look at the settlement’s gatekeeper firmed that plan. The largest humanoid male Mayhem had ever seen in his long lifespan was guarding the double doors, his huge arms crossed in front of his bare chest, not a bead of sweat dappling his green skin. His fingers were folded into massive fists. His square jaw was jutted.
    The black ink on the giant’s cheek told Mayhem that the other being had once been Humanoid Alliance property. The numbering sequence – MOD00321 – wasn’t in the database.
    The gatekeeper was an unknown, Mayhem’s favorite type of opponent. “Friends of yours?” He nodded at the corpses.
    Imee poked him in the back with her gun.
    The giant grunted and lowered his thick black eyebrows. Mayhem held his gaze.
    His opponent cracked his knuckles, one by one, the sound loud, jarring, designed to frighten. Mayhem, not at all intimidated by his display, mimicked