Prymorus stared at the report coming in from the vidcom attached to one of the men on the team. As if in slow motion, he saw the human woman with her arms raised, a weapon held firmly between her hands. A moment later, the man wearing the recorder fell back and Prymorus could only see the dark sky and the flashes of light from the Trivator transports. With a press of a button, the vidcom shut down and the circuits dissolved when he activated the self-destruct sequence programmed into it. He had assigned the men to retrieve the Usoleum Councilor, and once again, an elite team was defeated as if they were unskilled civilians.
Earlier in the day, he’d instructed the Raftian to install a surveillance module in the Councilor’s living quarters when the male told him he would be on the Trivator
