“Sir, the last of the four transports has been searched. Lady Riley is not aboard it. That leaves the trader’s ship. We are almost within range,” the helmsman informed Vox who stood rigid on the bridge.
“Hail the trader’s ship. Tell him to prepare for boarding,” Vox instructed in an emotionless voice.
Information about the trader had come from Adalard. His warship had intercepted one of the transports. After interrogating the merc on board, he had been informed the trader’s name was Pud. Adalard had forwarded the translated information the merc had on the trader to Vox. It had not taken long for the Curizan to decipher the files. Mercenaries were renowned for having information on those they did business with in case they needed something to blackmail them with later on.
The information
