He knew Greecho would still be interested in hearing him go over it. With a pop and pull of the cover, exposing shiny bottles and bags, he began going over the various drugs in it.
After thirty minutes, Jake returned back to the dining room with Greecho and his men, followed by Jells.
Greecho ran over to the broken chain. “The hell is this?” He pulled a small, flat, rectangular device off his belt and tapped at it. “It says she’s right here.” He walked over to Jake and grabbed him by the back of the neck. “What’re you up to?”
Jake scrunched his face. “I was with you the whole time!”
Greecho eyed Jake, then pushed him away. “Most of the time.” He studied the chain. “You couldn’t break this chain anyways or hack the tracking device in the time you were gone.” He turned to his men. “Fan out. I don’t know what’s going on here, but she couldn’t have gotten far.” The men took off out of the room. He squinted at Evaran sitting at the far end of the bar and walked over to him. “Did you hear anything in the last half hour?”
Evaran returned Greecho’s intense gaze. “I did not.”
“You didn’t hear a chain breaking or the door opening? I find that hard to believe.”
Evaran shook his head. “I am sorry, but no. I was enjoying my meal in peace and browsing the local news.”
Greecho stared at Evaran. “Where’s your robot?”
“On my ship.”
Greecho snorted and raised a finger toward Evaran. “If I find out you had anything to do with this, you’re dead.”
“Noted.”
Greecho snapped his head toward Jells and Jake, who had followed Greecho over. “I want to see the video feeds of this room.”
Jells shook his head. “There are none. You had us take them out.”
“Damn it, I don’t have time for this shit!” said Greecho. He turned toward Jake. “Don’t get any ideas about trying to run away or anything else foolish. I’m bringing your real dad back with me this time.”
Jake’s eyes widened. “What?”
Greecho chuckled. “Insurance. You try anything, he goes to Karakuus, just like your mother. You do what you’re told, I’ll take him back. Think of it as a present. You get to see him before you enter the system. You should be thankful.”
Jake sighed and looked down and then nodded. At least he would get to see his real dad.
“Get the final shipments on board,” said Greecho, whipping a finger in the air.
Jells glanced at Jake with narrowed eyes and then exited the room.
Greecho stormed out of the room, talking into a communications device.
Jake walked up to Evaran and whispered, “You did it. She’s safe?”
“Yes. She is on my ship. Appease Greecho until he is gone. Then we can talk more in detail.”
Jake nodded and then took off after Jells. He could not believe what just happened. The confidence to pull something like that off was inspirational to him. Evaran had stood up to Greecho and taken control of the situation again. Jake smiled. Definitely not something he could ever do. He knew Greecho would easily dismantle the station, looking for Kathy if he had the time, but missing the Kreagan transport and a slave run would have severe repercussions from the higher-ups. Greecho could be forced back into slavery or even killed. Jake remembered Greecho telling him long ago that when it came to money and slaves, you do not mess around. At all.
Jake entered a room and saw Jells doing everything he could to calm Greecho down. Jake felt bad not telling Jells, but it was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and he believed that he did the right thing. Greecho took his anger out on them over the next ten minutes by physically hitting both of them. It was not like they could stop Greecho. Helping Kathy was costly.
After another ten minutes, Jake and Jells came back to the empty dining hall. They walked behind the counter and watched the embedded console.
Jake massaged his swollen eye as he watched Greecho’s ship leave on the screen.
Evaran walked