Chapter Thirteen
Athee ran up the steps of the state building and burst through the front doors. A security guard jumped, but he did not move to intercept the prefect’s niece. She raced past him and down the hall toward her uncle’s office.
The conversation with Byron still echoed in her mind. Athee had known something was wrong after his hasty departure last night, but never imagined an alien craft would be bearing down on her home planet. Not since the Bshen War had panic so gripped her heart. Only this time, they had no way to confront the enemy.
The prefect’s doors stood open. Athee skittered to a stop just inside his office. Her abrupt arrival startled the occupants. She ignored the glares from the two diplomats and approached her uncle. He raised his hand, his attention returning t
