TWENTY-THREE
“What kind of explosion?” Torben asked.
“The bad kind. Possibly nuclear. Lomax Spaceport and the surrounding areas have been totally wiped off the map.” Rex replied gravely.
“Oh my god!” the captain said, collapsing into his seat. “Kyra. I must make contact.”
“Okay. She will be almost at Valkash by now, skipper. I am sure she is safe.”
“Me too,” Torben said as he exited the bridge. He activated his wrist pilot, swiping through the holographic menus until her name appeared. He hit the virtual green icon below her name as he entered his quarters.
“Torben?”
“Thank god you’re safe.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“There has been an explosion at Lomax. We think it’s a nuclear detonation.”
“What?” the scratchy voice exclaimed. “My parents. They…“
“Try and contact them, Kyra. Althou
