Аннотация
“We’ve Lost Primary Power in Ops,” Nguyen Said.
“Auxiliaries have kicked in, but most of our systems are down.”
“Can you get the primaries back up?” Lenaris asked.
“Trying,” Nguyen said. “It looks like an override from somewhere…” He tapped different sequences into his control interface, then slammed his hands on the console in frustration. “I’m locked out. We no longer have control of the station.”
“Then who does?” Akaar demanded.
An electronic hum from the transporter stage gave him his answer. A figure materialized and took a single step forward, phaser in hand, surveying the operations center with a glare that, Lenaris thought, could melt neutronium.
Ro Laren.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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