Chapter Forty-Nine
June 23, 2231, En Route to UTC Space Fleet Base Troy, Aboard Argo docked with Bifröst
“I see,” Anno transmitted in response to their debriefing. They were reporting from the Argo, leaving Tensen and his crew free to concentrate on double-checking readiness after the fight.
His irritation was clear in his tone. After dealing with the man in recent weeks, Erik was beginning to learn the different flavors of annoyance and irritation he wove into both his face and his voice. It was like he was allergic to happiness. It made Erik miss Alina that much more.
They’d decided to jump right back to Troy for further orders. Now that the Qilin was disabled and everybody aboard was dead, the military could clean up the rest. Erik would have liked to have dismissed Julia’s rants as
