Chapter Nine
Gracie sat next to Mohan in the communications room listening to the recordings the mining foreman made before he was killed and the few transmissions recorded from Corasone Five. The familiar sounds sent a shiver down her spine. She understood what they were saying because she had listened in on all their communications over a five-year period.
“Destroy unused portions. Return to mother ship,” Gracie was saying softly as she listened to the voices coming through the headset. “All parts received. New breeders have been contained for implantation.”
She forced the nausea down as she continued deciphering the mismatch of communications. There wasn’t much really, just disjointed phrases. Gracie had been about to explore the ship when Mohan showed up earlier outside of Kordon’s
