~Ramuell~
~Ramuell~“I didn’t understand all the cloak and dagger stuff.” Semyaza twisted his lips to one side. “Well, not at first anyway.”
“I had the same experience last time I was up there. Trace didn’t want us to be seen together in Torus-1.”
“Ramuell, I think my experience was ratcheted up to the next level. Trace wouldn’t even let me meet with him on the orbiter.”
Azazel leaned forward, placing his folded arms on the desk. “So, where did you meet?”
“To begin with, his invitation read more like a summons. It was a handwritten note delivered by a crewman on our supply shuttle.” Semyaza held up a finger. “And it gets weirder. When I arrived at the orbiter I disembarked at Port-4 on Torus-4. I was met by a young woman whom I didn’t know. She escorted me to Torus-4 Port-6. There were
