Roan Landais stood aboard his Legion Battle Cruiser, staring down at the planet. He lifted his hand to the communicator attached to his ear when it chimed. Turning, he ignored the men and women who stood at attention as he walked past them and into his office located off the bridge.
“What have you found?” he demanded, walking across to his desk and bringing up the image of his field commander on the planet.
“One of our informants was able to locate information on some stolen clothing and a missing knife. The resident said she saw a strange male running away from her home. She found this lying on the ground.”
Roan frowned at the unusual symbol on the cloth. He touched his finger to the lighted keys on his desk, capturing the image. He would have it delivered to him later for analysis. Un
