Chapter 114

“You paid them,” I marveled.

“Yes,” Master Kein answered.

“They also liked having their own transport, Masters,” I said understanding where that money came from.

“They have their own transport?” Master Christof asked wrinkling his nose, “Why would they want their own transport?”

“Who can track them now?” Master Evan asked grinning. “No transport goes missing and they stay gone as long as they please. Good idea, shame we didn’t think of it.”

“But they have to fix it,” Master Bane argued. “What if it breaks and they are away from the compound? I detest fixing the transports.”

“I could fix them,” Kein stated, “Christof can, too. You only dislike the small parts. If we had to, we would learn more. How many times have I coaxed ours to go when we thought it would run no more?”

It had been ages since I’d been included in a conversation. I started to tell the men my keepers knew how to build a transport and stopped mid-sentence. For the last long ti