Chapter 22
RenBy dawn, Councilor Pashaal had been apprehended. His mate updated him about Pashaal’s desperate attempt to intimidate her and retrieve the chip.
“I understand her desperation,” he said. They sat in uncomfortable chairs in Gemma’s room, pushed side by side. Emmarae slumped against him, her head on his shoulder. “The chip has extensive financial transactions and communications that implicate her and another in funding the illicit research.”
“What was the research? You never said,” Emmarae said, yawning between words.
“Experiments on Suhlik eggs. A research vessel was on the fringes of Sangrin territory, hiding, but the Suhlik found them and destroyed everything.” He had not been there, but he read the report. Lorran might exaggerate, but Mylomon was not one to pad words or
