Chapter Five
Kordon rubbed his hand over his eyes. He was working on less than two hours sleep in almost thirty-six hours. He pored over the archives Mohan sent him.
Late last night, he held a meeting with his officers. Bran was skeptical of Mohan’s explanation. He was more concerned with the fact the signal came from the same signature code as the attackers of the mining company.
The heated discussion that followed tried his limited patience. Bran insisted it must be a trap to lure unsuspecting travelers. Kordon couldn’t discount his concerns.
Three days had passed since the last transmission. Mohan was able to get a general lock on the signal, but there was still a vast amount of space and almost a half-dozen or more planets and moons capable of sustaining life in the region. It woul
