The SlipGate bubble brought them to a red room with plenty of daylight coming through a huge window. Anna saw black shapes moving outside the shimmering sphere that separated her from the rest of the universe. The guards who had opened the Gate, she suspected.
Jack stood next to her with his fists clenched, squinting as he observed those black shapes. “I don’t like this,” he muttered for the dozenth time. “They could have sent an entire SWAT team here to help the local security forces. Why send us?”
The bubble popped.
Closing her eyes, Anna nodded as she considered his words. “I hear you,” she said softly. “But what can we do? Even if it is a trap, are you really going to risk letting this floating monstrosity fall on six million people?”
Those were the projected casualties if Shindras
