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Morgan and Finn. He recognized Liz and Cameron, Rodie and Kiera. Zianne was there, and Dink, all of them together, connected by those amazing threads of fate, surrounded in brilliant flashes of energy, a powerful wall of Nyrian souls, free from captivity at last.
    Morgan was right. This was so much bigger than any single one of them. It wasn’t all about Zianne, or all about Mac and his twenty-year crusade to save his lost love. It wasn’t about the innovations or the inventions or even the money. This was about something bigger than all of them. It was stopping the Gar from their marauding journey through space. It was saving the remnants of a once thriving society, giving the Nyrians the chance to live out their days on a world that would hopefully welcome them as the intelligent, sentient beings they’d shown themselves to be.
    And on a smaller scale, it was about each of them finding more within themselves. More strength, more understanding, maybe even more love.
    Mac glanced at Dink and then smiled at Morgan. “You and Finn . . .” He shook his head. “The two of you honor me with your bravery. You honor all of us. This is not something I ever intended to ask of any of you. I hope you realize I would give anything to go in your place, but I know I have to be here. My head knows that, my gut agrees, but my heart’s having a problem with staying behind.”
    He glanced at his watch. “Last night we spoke with Nattoch. He said we should have the first group arriving just after dark this evening. I expect they’ll send the weaker members first, so we’ll need to be ready for them.”
    He glanced at the others, his eyes open to visual clues, his mind open to their thoughts. Amazing. There was absolutely no fear, no sense of nervousness beyond the flutter of excitement he sensed in Liz. Morgan’s mind was steady as a rock, his thoughts turned toward the next few hours when he and Finn should be learning to disassemble, to turn their corporeal bodies into nothing more than mist and energy.
    Just the thought of attempting something like that sent a chill up Mac’s spine, and yet all he could feel in Morgan was anticipation. The guy was amazing, so brave it was scary.
    Either that or just plain nuts.
    Lizzie downed the last of her coffee and grabbed a paper napkin to wrap her second cinnamon roll. “Time for my shift.” She leaned over and gave Morgan a quick kiss. “For luck, Morgan. I’ll be thinking of you.”
    He grinned. “Thanks. I’m not sure who’s going to be teaching us, but now that Finn’s getting off duty, I expect someone to show up before too long.”
    Liz waved and headed for the door. Rodie opened it just as Liz reached for the handle. “G’morning, Rodie.”
    â€œHey.” Rodie held the door for Liz and shut it quietly behind her. Then she headed straight for the coffee.
    Mac watched Morgan watch Rodie and had to bite back a grin. This was a match he never would have suspected, but the two of them had clicked almost from the beginning. He wondered how Rodie felt about the risks Morgan had chosen to take. She didn’t seem to be the least bit upset.
    He glanced at Dink and caught his buddy staring at him. Mac frowned, but as much as he wished he could read Dink’s thoughts, the man didn’t have a bit of telepathic ability. His reporter’s instincts were just that—pure instinct. His mind, however, was nothing but a solid wall to Mac’s subtle search.
    What could Dink possibly be thinking right now? After a night of lovemaking—Dink, Mac, and Zianne, the three of them falling so easily into the sexual roles they’d taken so many years ago—what were Dink’s thoughts this morning? To come so close to the perfection they’d shared when they were young and still wide open to new experiences, now to be standing here on the precipice, so close to either success or absolute