“You got it, boss lady.”
He disappeared into the backyard, moving around the other side of the house. Out on the street, the soldiers continued rounding up the civilians. What was all this about? Telixa had never taken prisoners before. Not from the general population, anyway. The admiral might, on occasion, toss a Justice Keeper into a holding cell, but so far as Anna knew, she had never taken random Salusians off the street.
The Ragnosians didn’t work that way. They flew in with guns blazing, beat down their opponents with an impressive show of force and then offered the hand of friendship. They didn’t take slaves; instead, they made deals. The local population might be co-opted into working for whatever private contractor was harvesting their world’s resources – and the working condit
