I just reached the site. I’m waiting for Prefect Ubarce’s shuttle to arrive.
Tell Mevine I’m on my way to the bridge.
Shifting his thoughts, Byron reached out for Wraint’s mind. Commander, I hate to interrupt, but I just received word from Tgren. The alien ship is broadcasting a message from the aliens themselves.
What? thought Wraint, astonishment filling his mind.
My senior science officer is recording and sending the message to the Litheron. Permission to join you on the bridge to view it?
Granted! We’ll be on standby, waiting for the transmission.
“Come on,” said Byron as he leapt to his feet. “We have to get to the bridge.”
They left their plates and Byron led the way out of the dining hall. Byron located the nearest telepod and darted inside. Pushing Bassan along, Piten entere
