Kryan's words barely registered as I hung there, the wrench still in my hand. At the moment I clutched it in the middle and I couldn't reach him, but now he'd turned me and lifted me up, there was a chance. If I could just get him to lower his guard a little."Don't hurt him," I said, trying to sound more panicked than I was. "Please, I'll do whatever you want. Even help you fix the ship. I'm good with tools," I said as I shifted my grip more to one end of the wrench and waved it briefly."Or I can cook," I offered. "But let Icaan go, and let him keep his cargo.""And why would I do that?" Kryan asked, reaching to take my shoulder as he lifted a little higher again. I could feel his arm growing tired and took what would probably be the only opportunity I was going to get.I swung the end of the wren
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