“He’s a Renegade, Nova. He’s one of them.” “I know,” she said, her voice sounding weak even in her own head. “I know.” It was all she could think to say. Because Honey was right. And there was no way for her to explain that at this moment, she didn’t care. She couldn’t even ask Honey not to hurt him. She couldn’t suggest that they let him go, because where would he go? And what would Ace think? But still. Still.
