Chapter Seventeen
“Report,” Kelman demanded, staring out at the remains of his attack ships.
“There were no survivors,” the man standing behind him reported. “Whatever did this made sure of that. We do have a track on the energy signature that jumped to light speed. Do you want us to follow it?”
“Yes,” Kelman replied.
He ignored the man as he turned and departed the small room that Kelman used off the bridge of the warship he had commandeered from a Tearnat shortly after the war ended between them and the Kassisans. His eyes swept over the area of space littered with a good size chunk of his wealth. He had ordered the other warships to move ahead after they had searched the last planet.
Kelman’s hand rose to rub the smooth stone at his neck. He would have been on his flagship if not f
