Swift listened to the walls as Martin briefed him on the status of Exogenesis and the alien fleet.
The radio setup was ingenious, he thought. In effect, the entire building functioned as a transmitter and receiver; the hidden room itself was a combination speaker and audio pickup.
The system was operated via a translucent control surface that Altis had unrolled and slapped onto the wall. The polymer sheet contained no visible circuitry and wasn't even hung straight, yet it was enough to turn the building into a radio powerful enough to reach a star cruiser in orbit.
It was impressive technology. This from a race that could be incited to violence by a single misspoken word.
"One hour," Swift said thoughtfully as he paced across the safe-room. "That doesn't give us much time."
"Fift
