Dani’s mouth was dry as she stared at the holographic display. The Houston was in the center. Around her were two Class A warships and four more battleships. But more concerning was the plethora of mines scattered in the space between the GC ships and the Houston. Each mine was about half the size of a fighter, with a dozen points in each direction. They looked like Christmas ornaments hung around the massive research ship. “We need to warn the others.”
“We’re broadcasting a message that they should receive as soon as they drop out of hyperspace,” Bob advised.
“Won’t the GC pick that up?” Jag asked.
David shook his head. “We use a frequency they don’t bother with.”
“Osirion won’t be able to get through those mines.” Dani had made a feeble attempt to count them, but gave up after she r
