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squeezed them vigorously. “My friend, I am delighted to see you,” he said with genuine emotion. “I find it surprising that I miss my old companions in the Pilot’s Guild, yet after a life of travel among the stars, even this fabulous habitat can appear staid at times.”
    His pleasant demeanor changed abruptly as he turned his gaze to Kaylor and Jym. “And I see you have brought me two imposters, enemies whose intentions must now be discerned.”
    Immediately, ten Tel’oran guards swarmed out of the house from behind Ruszel and from around the corners of the building. They each held MK-17’s leveled at the two aliens. The pilot stepped up to Kaylor, assuming the taller Belsonian to be the leader of the pair.
    “Why have you come? I have scanned your images and you are of species located from within the Expansion. What business do you have with me?”
    “They said it is about the spaceship you recently acquired,” Kankus offered, moving up to stand next to Ruszel.
    The pilot nodded. “I was expecting this, and that is why I have spies located throughout the port area, including my old friend Kankus. He will be handsomely rewarded, which will encourage others to protect me as he has.”
    “We are not your enemy, Senior Pilot Ruszel,” Kaylor said with confidence, knowing that even as he spoke, Jym had already disconnected the power packs from the rail systems of the flash weapons aimed at them. Kaylor and Jym carried flash weapons as well—now the only ones still operating within the compound—and the overly-confident Tel’orans had yet to take their weapons from them. “We are friends of Riyad Tarazi, and we are here seeking information of which you are exclusively the holder. You may wish to lower your weapons and have the three of us retire to another location for a more private conversation.”
    Ruszel did not appear surprised by the mention of the Human’s name. His entire life had been altered by the brief five-day encounter with Riyad Tarazi; it was inevitable that others may either question his gains or seek more information about his encounter. And with the recent events sweeping the Nebula, the window for such a confrontation was narrowing rapidly.
    “I will entertain your presence as long as you reciprocate with information of your own. I have nothing to hide; I have done nothing wrong in acquiring my gains.”
    “We are not here to take anything from you, Ruszel Crin, yet this is not the proper venue for this conversation.”
    “Agreed; enter my home, yet leave your weapons with my guards. And please be assured that you will be under constant scrutiny while we are together. Kankus, you are to remain with my guards; I will speak privately with these beings.”
    Kaylor and Jym were led into the breathtaking great room of the home, with its soaring ceiling and vast wall of glass to the rear affording a magnificent view of the nearby snow-capped mountains. They sat on a semi-circle of cushy sofas; Ruszel offered them neither food nor drink.
    “You have come under deceptive means. What is it you want?”
    “We need more information about the location of our friend Riyad Tarazi, as well as the location of the planet Elision.” Kaylor watched Ruszel’s face for a reaction at his mention of the planet Elision, the hidden and near-mythical homeworld of the outlaw Kracori race. He detected no change in the Tel’oran’s countenance. Either he assumed Kaylor and Jym would know the truth, or something else was at play.
    “The location of Elision is no longer a secret within the Nebula, yet you still appear to believe it be so. Perhaps your own information is out of date?”
    “We have been traveling from the planet Formil. Are there new developments concerning the Kracori?”
    “Indeed,” Ruszel said, appearing to revel in the questioning looks on the faces of his alien guests. “The Kracori have announced to the galaxy the location of their homeworld. They also know of the impending attack on