They went in!” Hoku spared Homikniwa a startled glance. The little man rarely spoke in expletives, rarely registered real excitement at all. “More balls than Coyote,” Homikniwa continued, darting an appreciative glance at Hoku. “She must be one hell of a warrior.” “No doubt,” Hoku answered dryly. What was that he felt? Jealousy? Because Homikniwa admired someone else? He realized that Homikniwa was waiting for something. “Can we follow them? Climb above the storm?” “I don’t think so,” Homikniwa answered. “Climb above it, I mean. But shit, we know where they’re going. Once she got clear of the mesa, she turned straight to the sea, to her landing drum.” That was what Hoku had let slip by him. He had been so concerned with his own situation, he hadn’t checked in with the cadres at the drum. The ones he had ordered to attack it.
