Chapter Thirty-Two
Kriss slammed his fist on the table. “Nothing!”
It was late the next day, and for several hours he, Tevera, and Andru had been sequestered in a conference room one level below Thaylia’s bridge, reviewing Family records for data on the planets where the Library had indicated the alien fortress might be found. Andru’s plan depended on the possibility that somewhere in those records, which Vorlick could not access, they would find a clue.
But they had found nothing beyond what they already knew: all ten worlds had tropical forests, gravity, and atmosphere within the indicated limits, and were within range of the Farr’s World slipspace communications relay.
“These records just aren’t detailed enough,” Andru said, scowling. “They’re all long-range scans. Uninhabited world
