oversight.”
“Other than my word, I’m not sure what would assure you. I’ve said it and mean it. Your liaison can explain what it means to us when we make a vow but I’m not sure how you’d believe her if you don’t believe me. Suffice to say, we are here to protect you and begin a partnership.”
Jameson stirred in his seat.
“Perhaps if you showed us the treaty to join the alliance, we could take that as an act of good faith,” Daniel replied. “Even though we won’t be signing until the mission completes.”
“As you wish.” Mei’Gora motioned and his aid approached with a data pad. He handed it to Daniel who clicked it on and read through whatever displayed on the screen. Once he finished, he gave it to Elizabeth. The entire council spent a moment with it, all agreeing except for Jameson who remained stubborn.
“This appears to be in order, Anthar Mei’Gora. We will accept your generous offer. The Behemoth will accompany your ship to the facility. Yours may remain and assist us with our own preparations and any assistance you can provide the Tam’Dral will be appreciated.”
Mei’Gora bowed his head. “Thank you, Chief Burke. We look forward to collaborating now and in the future. Arrangements will need to be made, provisioning for a hyperspace voyage and an extended stay at our research facility.”
“Very good.” Daniel nodded once and turned to the others. “This meeting’s adjourned. Section heads, please prepare meetings with your people and the Kielans. These preparations are going to require coordination. Let’s not delay because our schedules are already full.” He motioned at Gray. “Captain Atwell will prepare the Behemoth for departure. Let’s get to work people. We’ve got a lot to do and I don’t want it taking longer than it has to.”
Chapter 3
Preparations for departure took five days. Gray met with Mei’Gora for several hours during that time and really had the opportunity to quiz him about engagements near their core worlds. The fighting out there turned out to be far more intense than he ever realized. The enemy lost plenty of ships but they always seemed to have more.
They discussed tactics and theoretical methods to end the war. Gray asked about the enemy’s manufacturing capabilities but Mei’Gora knew little. Even when they made initial contact with that culture, they did not ascertain their technological levels. Only when their ideologies crossed violently did the enemy tip their hand.
The Behemoth’s database was updated to include newer silhouettes of ships and their technical data. They also received a vast library of star maps, systems well beyond their solar system spanning thousands of light years away. The tech teams were beside themselves and Olly updated all of his apps to account for the new data.
Provisioning took the longest. Supplies came aboard for two days straight and hangar crews started getting surly. Luckily, they’d have two full days of shore leave to relax before they departed. Food wasn’t the only thing they received but spare parts and additional fighters to pad their ranks.
Gray put in a request to prepare for war and the council didn’t hesitate to agree, much to his surprise. They gave him whatever he needed to be successful, even if the promise involved a relatively short trip.
Adam expressed his own excitement about getting out of there. He believed there’d be a conflict out there. “This is not a simple delivery mission,” he claimed. “I feel it.”
“I hope your feeling is wrong but if it’s not, we’ll be