Security Service (ISS). They had to know that Imperial Admiral (IAdm) Meeka Sallusam had deserted his command and murdered his chief of staff in the process. They also had to know that a Federation Fleet was massing over Chelora.
‘But how to get out that signal?’ thought Peena. So far he had been under constant supervision during this upgrade to the Kiev’s communications that would allow it to send and receive comms using the rogan advanced comms technology. The main benefit of this was the ability to communicate while in warp.
Peena was a veteran agent of the ISS. He had been in deep undercover embedded in Sallusam’s staff where he could keep a close eye on him. Sallusam’s political ambitions were well known and that alone marked him for close scrutiny. Now he could add to that Sallusam’s incompetence, cowardice and treachery. These had to be reported and soon.
Peena counted himself lucky to be still alive. In some small part he owed the Imperial Admiral his life for only his departure brought about the surrender of the Mailon. He also took advantage of siding with the turncoats after Cmdr Draag and then that traitor Captain Mutas lured them to side with the enemy. He was now not quite trusted by the humans but at least tagged as a possible ally. It had worked well so far. He was now on their flagship and if only he got the chance he would get his signal away.
“OK Peena I’ve set the terminal emulator here” advised Lisa. “I’m going next door to hook it up. When I tell you, activate the switch. OK?”
Peena’s face was a study in nondescript. He nodded.
“Good. But wait till I call right?”
Again Peena nodded. As soon as she had left the room, he withdrew the transparent card from the lining of his sleeve, inserted it into the pass key slot, selected the right file from the display which now fired up and hit send. It was gone in a flash. He withdrew his card and powered down. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
“All right now Peena” called out Lisa from the other side of the wall.
“Of course” replied Peena.
In the Kiev’s command centre the watch officer was alerted to an unauthorised transmission. He examined the log, identified the source of the transmission, noted the narrow band focussed broadcast vector and then realised it was from the new rogan comms terminal. “Probably just a test” he said to himself out loud. ‘Best check though’ he thought.
He hailed the comms officer 1 st Lt Ruby Bornstein. “Ruby did you just run a test transmission?”
The ruffled brunette extracted herself from out of the hardware chassis, so she could reply. “Not yet we haven’t” she replied.
“Well your new toy just sent out a transmission. I got alerted and the log here says so.”
“Really?” Ruby was perplexed. “We haven’t even activated the system fully. I can’t see how it could have been this system. Double check.”
“Already done that.”
Ruby’s brain was working overtime now trying to solve the puzzle. “How big is the data package?” she asked.
“Very small. There’s no copy kept on the automatic backup.”
“There wouldn’t be. We haven’t configured that yet. Do we have a destination vector?”
“Yep and you’re not going to like it. It’s into rogan space.”
“Yeah but it could be a diagnostic that fired once we made a connection here. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
“Should we alert the Captain?”
“Nah, just log it as a diagnostic glitch and leave it at that.”
“If you say so.”
“I do.”
Chapter 14. Resolute over Chelora 0200 4 August
Buster’s body was in his bed in his cabin on C deck but his subconscious was back in Assam on Beta Phi. He was racing into the outer office of the Interstellar Business Manager of the Grist and Morgan Trading Bank. He ran into the back of Jade Moon, the Alliance agent, her pistol in her left hand directly over the shattered face of Bane’s henchman McShane.
And then it happened,
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