Chapter Fifteen
They entered the hangar with Commander Wraint. The noise level had increased since their arrival and Byron glanced around the vast room. The hangar buzzed with activity as every Cosbolt team prepared their ship. With five Vindicarn warships outside however, Byron doubted the squadrons would be much help.
“Cherzta insisted no one else was to come to the surface with you,” said Wraint, his pace brisk. “I’ve placed a security officer in the co-pilot’s seat, but that’s the best I can do.”
“Once we’re on the surface, it won’t matter how many are with us. Besides, the fewer people involved, the fewer chances for mistakes,” said Byron.
They reached the shuttle, its hatch open and waiting. Byron paused and glanced at Bassan. His son looked up, his hair obscuring one eye. Brushi
