dragondoodle

Jessica felt her eyelids sag and her head droop. She quickly rubbed her face, trying to wake up. Savon was staring out the front window of the transport, occasionally glancing down at the radar. "What or who?" She cleared her throat. "Whom ... are you waiting for?" Savon smirked. "J'rahl." That perplexed her. J'rahl was an ally, a close friend. Savon had been talking of an ambush. Why would Savon be... "Ambusing a friend?" "No," he said, his eyes focused on the blip which appeared on the screen. "Teaching someone a lesson." She moved to his side, noticing the convoy which had appeared in the distance. "I don't understand." "My 'friend' made a deal with the Kasadonians." "But you have been trying to make a deal with them for months." "Yes. However, an opportunity presented itself and J'rahl proceeded on this own, failing to consult with me. Which would have been all right if I had been involved in the final decision-making." Jessice was quiet, her eyes fixed out the window.