Several dark shadows moved through the thick forest. Their focus was on the house. Another transport flew overhead, and the four men froze. One of the men stepped closer to the heavyset man in the lead.
“The transports are heading in the same direction we’re going. We will be outnumbered,” the man stated with an uneasy glance at the sky as another transport skimmed above the tall trees. “Perhaps we should abort the mission.”
“I make the decisions,” Kronos growled under his breath and shot the three men a look of warning. He considered their next step now that it was obvious their Intel was missing something as important as half the galaxy coming to visit at the same exact time the assassination was to take place. “We will wait until the gathering has finished. General Achler wants Chance
