"Best not to keep her waiting," Lyden said, though his voice managed a fine line between soft and hard. "Becky had the biggest heart of any of my wives, but it was always best not to make her wait."
"Dad—" Eldon tried to argue with him, but Lyden held up one hand to forestall him.
"That can't be my dead wife out there, Son," Lyden said as he nodded to Mei, who had taken up position below the door. "I don't know what's going on, but I'm not going to wait in here and let them hurt my car anymore."
Eldon considered arguing that they were better off waiting for help to arrive, or for the Orange Bubble to right itself and get them out of there. Instead, he watched in silence as mei flew up and gripped the handle. Who knew how long it would take before help arrived? And if the car could have gotten them out of there, it would have by then.
