Chapter 48
The signal was sent. The response wouldn’t take long. Iasa sat back in her chair and spun it idly for a few seconds as her mind worked through the next steps. She had to know where the survivors were heading. Calling for help wasn’t the perfect solution, but she knew what the fools in Command would do. The marines would come, probably in force given the kind of research that had been going on here. GS-114 was a backwater, probably an unheard of station for those who would be coming, but their superiors would know its value. And its danger. She almost pitied the souls being sent to their deaths. Almost, but not quite. It was necessary. One item was ticked off her list, for now. She couldn't get any more answers until the marines arrived, so, for now, she had to wait. There was something
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