Captain Arale’s eyes narrowed, sensing the resolve in Adam’s stance. With every second that passed, the weight of the moment intensified. Adam’s crew, hidden but watchful, held their breath, ready to act on his signal.
Held at gunpoint, Adam’s voice was calm and controlled as he spoke. “I can lead you to the ship’s most valuable cargo,” he offered, his voice laced with a hint of feigned subservience so he could buy time and lower their guard.