While Greene spoke, a soft chime drew Quatra’s attention. She stepped to one of the wall monitors and answered the call. When she returned all eyes were on her. She was already frowning.
“Well, it seems the corporations are already interfering with our plans. Fayatt Corp on Selma IV is jamming our broadcast. And somehow they managed to convince the smaller corps on Selma II to do the same.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“It means our messages aren’t getting through the gates,” Quatra replied with a sour note in her voice. “It also means Mr. Greene is likely right. Perhaps we do need to focus on defenses before we broadcast.”
“What if we did both?” Katherine asked, looking into faces around her. “Fayatt is only a B-rated corporation, right? Would it be possible protect ships stationed
