Madison POV
Standing up with the laptop in my hand, I activate an app and the hologram pops up over the diorama. I love the way this has developed and am glad I have continued to work with it. When time permits.
‘Alpha, do you know a man named Clarence Peterson?’ a picture of him appeared on the hologram, and Alpha went pale and a look of confusion crossed his face.
‘He is my stepbrother. My mum was my dad’s second chance mate. She already had a son who was eleven or twelve by her first mate, who died during a rogue attack. Why? I have not seen his face in a very long time.’ Alpha says, looking confused and worried.
‘His name is on every traitor’s computer.’ The spreadsheet pops up showing a list of names and how often they were contacted in the last three years. I did not have time to
