Chapter 12The expression on Marshall’s face made Sela uneasy. With the transponder up and running, his eyes mirrored his dream of almost godlike dominion.
Axel’s eyes narrowed as he studied the man. Though he gave away almost nothing, he appeared watchful, expressing concern. But perhaps all this was down to her imagination, Axel absent behind the mask, true feelings shuttered in a second.
Axel didn’t like the other man, let alone trust him. Only a few days before she had confessed to Axel her initial instinct to keep the transponder secret. Alas, the schematics did no one any good sitting on the computer readout in her pocket. Also, Sovereignty, though old in parts—battered and bruised one might say—remained robust, more of a war craft than any the rebels controlled. What adjustments to
