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martial.”
“But High Leader, Ambrose attacked me.”
“Only after you deliberately placed two officers in danger to forward your own career.” Dawkins face showed his shock. “Hensel knew about it and offered to assist Mr. Ambrose against the charges.” The High Leader looked at Kyle, “But he refused. Why did you do that?”
“He didn’t tell me he knew Dawkins act was deliberate.”
“He knew you would have killed him if he did. Why did you refuse?”
Kyle wanted to kill Dawkins now. He collected himself and shook his head, “Because I am responsible for my actions and using him to avoid the consequences of my behavior would not have been the right thing to do.”
The High Leader looked at Dawkins, “By stopping his retirement, you have allowed Fleet to reopen the case against Mr. Ambrose. I will be testifying on behalf of Hensel and revealing your motivations. After the flagrant abuse of your power in deliberately changing the orders of the Alliance Leadership, I feel treason is an appropriate charge.” Dawkins’ face turned white. I’m certain yesterday was your last day of freedom. Lieutenant, take him out of here.”
Dawkins was marched toward the elevator and just as he passed Kyle, he pulled the warriors blaster out of its holster. He turned toward Kyle just as Kyle hit him on the chin hard enough to lift him off the floor with the power of the punch. Legune ran up to Kyle and took his hand shaking her head. Kyle winced, “I think I broke it again.”
The Lieutenant bent down over Dawkins and felt for a pulse. He shook his head and the High Leader thought, “Good riddance.”
Kyle looked at the dead Fleet Admiral and tried to feel bad but couldn’t pull it off. The Goran said, “Don’t even try. Are you ready for the meeting or do you need some time?”
“No, let’s get this over with. I have some tequila calling my name.”
• • •
The leaders of the Alliance were linked in and they offered their congratulations to the Goran. He thanked them and thought, “Before Hensel died, he linked with me and transferred what he was planning to do. I am going to follow his plan because, honestly, I don’t have a better one. Do any of you wish to present a plan to move us forward?”
The Audon Leader thought, “None of us has his ability to put all the pieces together. Are you sure he sent everything?”
“I am. He knew he was dying and the transfer only took a few moments. His last wish for all of us to continue to protect those we represent.” The Leaders felt the immense loss of Hensel and the Welken thought, “So what are we going to do about what we saw?”
“The first thing is we’re going to do is appoint a First Commander to lead our forces.” The Goran saw the shock among the Leaders. “I know that after Talel died we took over the task of pushing our species forward. But Hensel saw that it was time for another warrior to lead us.”
“Who did he choose to do it?”
The Goran looked at the New High Leader on Goran and turned to Kyle, “He chose Kyle Ambrose to be the First Commander.”
Kyle shook his head, “OH HELL NO!”
The Goran stared at Kyle and smiled. “I know there are no arguments I can use to convince you to do this.”
“You’re right!”
“But there’s one that I really think will work to get you to agree.”
“Nothing you could say will change my mind.”
“You told Hensel before he died that you would never dishonor any request he made. Do you remember what he said?” Kyle closed his eyes, shook his head, and blew out a long breath. “Do you?”
“He asked me if I was certain about that.”
“And what was your response?”
Kyle shook his head. Everyone on the link waited in silence for him to respond. Finally, Kyle looked up with tears in his eyes and said, “I told him I was.”
“His dying wish is for you to lead us. Are you going to dishonor his last request?”
Kyle’s head was down and he shook it, “He set me