The field finger nearest Kestra's door struck its wheel socket hard enough to tilt the relocation wagon.
All six support brackets swung toward the storehouse. One closed around empty air beside Varo's shoulder, then opened when the other two fingers drove their nails deeper into the floor route.
Nessa heard the impact through the recovered hinge tied to Kestra's lower rail. The maintenance punch pulled against the cage needle she had lodged through it, turning the hinge toward the chained door.
Kestra put both hands on the door bar.
"If that wagon enters my floor, every stored address starts pulling again."
"Open enough space for my cutter and left shoulder."
"Your unloading debt gains another line before this chain moves."
Kestra lifted the bar. Jade held Ty's skull against her hip and moved aside without leaving the unnamed carrier's sleeping place unwatched. Nessa pushed through the gap with her numb right arm strapped against her ribs.
