“There are,” said Sol matter-of-factly. “But I don’t fear death.” He moved to the side and pressed what must have been a button. Sabienn noticed a red light above some lens in the corner of the room went dead. “I am but a messenger.”
“So am I,” said Sabienn. “What I’m about to show you will put you in danger.” He retrieved the Supreme Order from his pocket and moved closer to Sol to let him read it. Without passing it across, Sabienn watched the monk’s face recognize the importance of the words on the rice paper and recoil in horror.
“So,” said Sol finally. “You are this Captain Nevedd Karlninn, Operative for STL Steel Unit.”
“No!” cried Sabienn. He slapped his opened palm on to his own forehead in desperation. What’s wrong with this guy? It’s like talking to a plant. “Bollder gave this
