Chapter Sixteen
Outer region of Heron Prime
Hamade Dos sat at his desk on the modified Marastin Dow warship he had requisitioned and stared at the information flowing across the screen in front of him. The last reported sighting of the Rayon I had been months ago, and there was still no contact from the informant on board. He drummed his fingers on the desk in aggravation. A beep drew his attention to the door.
“Enter,” he called. The door opened and Lesher entered. “Have you found anything?”
“A transmission was intercepted between the Rayon I and the Ha’darra palace,” Lesher replied.
Hamade pushed back his chair and stood. “And…?”
Lesher shook his head. “Only that it was an encrypted message from Adalard to his twin brother,” he answered.
Hamade clenched his fist. Time and time aga
