Truthfully, there was nothing much that a dying pirate could offer to people who looked like they had everything. Especially not this particular group who had been topping the headlines of Star Net.
But there was one thing she could try using as a bargaining chip.
"The wormhole." Veeka rasped. I can close it in exchange for allowing anyone sensible to return to our captain with a spiritual relic."
Admittedly, this was everyone's concern. If anything, the fact that these pirates could manipulate wormholes like that was something that they needed to look into.
If only they had the manpower to stretch for it.
Veeka figured it wouldn't be easy to convince them, and she would have to provide more information if she wanted them to understand the logic of her proposition.
Veeka coughed again, spitting red before she lifted her chin with something like defiance.
"The controls are on the other side." She paused.
