Plum frowned, pressing her mouth into a thin line as Wright read something on his phone. With no one saying anything, Vic continued, “The only thing you will accomplish is killing Lexx, and we need him alive to round up his stray dice.” “We will remain at the current location until six hours from now,” said Wright, tapping his phone screen. “Then we will land on that island.” There was a note of threat in his voice that made Vic’s lip curl. “I’ll wait on the island and make sure everyone leaves.” Vic shook his head, waving a hand in the air. He was working against multiple clocks, and this would come down to a potential situation nobody wanted—an outright conflict.