INTERLUDE 5
(47 years ago)Her name was Alida: a beautiful young woman, with a bob of short, brown hair, who slept peacefully next to him. Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled up at him. “You're doing that thing again.”
For the last five years, his name had been Sorin. Five years spent arming colonists on the Leyrian Fringe Worlds while his associates did the same on the Antauran side of the border. This sector of space was dry kindling, ready to ignite at the tiniest spark. Just as the Inzari wanted it.
He was a man of average height now, slim, with a dark complexion and almost no hair to speak of. Except for a short goatee. Lying next to Alida with the blankets pulled up to his chest, he allowed himself a contented smile. “And what thing is that?”
“That thing where you start worryi
