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CARIAD HEADED TOWARD Anahi’s quarters, determined to make the woman think twice about her actions. Visiting the Guardians’ ship had been an interesting distraction, but Anahi’s not-so-subtle move to wrest power from the Gens had grated on Cariad more and more in the intervening hours. She was damned if she was going to stand by and allow someone take the colony in a direction that made a mockery of everything it was supposed to stand for. Anahi lived in the agricultural area of Nova Fortuna, which spanned three kilometers of the Outer Rim. She was responsible for developing crops that would grow in the conditions of the new planet. Some of the fields that had helped sustain two thousand Gens during their long space voyage had been converted. They now held the new planet’s soil in experime