Reaching out, he touched his senior science officer’s mind. Mevine, I’m watching the feed now.
Commander! Very good, Mevine’s mental voice crackled with energy.
How can you be so alert at this hour? Byron thought, rubbing his tired eyes.
Sir, we’re recording every transmission from Arell. They are sending out numerous feeds.
We?
Yes, sir. Five of us are here in the lab.
Sliding down farther on the couch, Byron shook his head. Mevine’s crew was dedicated. That included the two Tgren scientists who worked closely with his senior officer. Byron made a mental note to place both men on the list for evacuation. Their brilliance shouldn’t be lost.
Commander, we are ready this time.
Keep me posted, Byron said, suppressing another yawn.
He stared at the screen, mesmerized by the deadly sce
