Breen smiled. "All right, then."
He turned the ship around and sped for the Dublin hole as fast as he could, dialing in Coleraine Base's comms frequencies. "Ey, Coleraine, could ye get me three fighters oot aboot now? I'm lookin' fer a gunboat. Need ye tae get two o'er tae the Omega 49, one tae guard this side an' one tae scout aroun' the o'er side. Third goes tae the Dublin hole."
Breen wasn't expecting Daniel to head for the Omega 49 hole. It was too obvious. And, then again, Breen hadn't seen the old man anywhere around here and he had been between Dublin and Kilrea since he'd come into the system. Still, he expected the old man was going to throw him for a loop again.
On a bit of a whim, he opened system-wide communications up. "Oy, Daniel, I ken it's ye who's muckin' aboot here. What's all this aboot, then? Had ye asked, we'd o' gave ye yer ship back, ye ken."
