“Maron,” he said into the radio on his wrist.
“General,” came the officer’s response.
“See to it that the prisoners are bound and taken to the Cordelia under guard. All other available men are to systematically comb the ship in search of Lady Lory and Lady Charly. The women may be afraid and might try to defend themselves. Use force, if necessary. But ensure they are not harmed. If absolutely necessary you may use the laser on the lowest setting. If you find the women I want to be informed immediately. Captain Amano and I will search Deck C where the women had their quarters.”
“Had, General?”
“They’ve evidently fled from their quarters and are wandering about somewhere. I’d like them to be found as quickly as possible.”
“Aye, General. We’ll begin immediately.”
“Good. Over and out.”
