14When the UCN finally returned her call from two days ago, she had already returned to Norton. Now she paced in front of the conference room monitor, unable to sit when she was so agitated. The room was small and didn’t allow much room to prowl, especially not as agitated as she was. She made as much use of the space as possible, forcing the Chancellor’s gaze to track her as she walked.
Peyton still hadn’t returned with Rachel, but he called and told her she was sleeping peacefully in the backseat of Seetha’s airjet. She wished her husband could have been present for this particular confrontation, but his absence was for the best of reasons.
“Tell me something, Chancellor Owens. What do you think is going to happen if hundreds or thousands of intelligent young men, those who don’t want
