Chapter 14“Incoming holomail,” the amoeba said.
Her head pounding, Colonel Melanctha Remes threw a grin at Lydia. “That'll be my contact.” She'd sent a holomail to the top bottom-feeder she knew on Amphitrite III and had secured the amoeba a landing berth at an off-grid spaceport near the South Pole. Geologic analysis indicated Amphitrite III was deep in a quaternary glaciation, its fossil record revealing rich and varied fauna and flora extant during previous interglacial periods.
Nearly all underground, the planetary infrastructure seemed ripe for the kind of illicit traffic the Bureau was empowered to interdict: Exotic substances with psychogenic properties, illegal weapons of poor manufacture, enslaved hordes of humans, and businesses catering to licentious libidinality, catering to
