Chapter Twenty-Four
Waxian home planet: Prison cell A11 Solitary Confinement
Prymorus motioned for the prison guard to open the cell door. The guard looked as if he wanted to say something, but he refrained when the guard behind Prymorus shook his head in warning. The prison guard stepped forward and inserted the specially made key into the panel before unlocking a dozen additional locks on the door.
Prisoner A11 didn’t turn around when the door opened. Prymorus narrowed his eyes on the prisoner. Tall, slender, and muscular despite the poor nutrition given to Waxian prisoners.
“What do you know about a modified transport that was on Oculus IX?” Prymorus demanded.
A soft chuckle sounded in the room. He watched the prisoner slowly raise slender arms that were as white as his own to gras
