Chapter Fifteen
General Aaron gripped the edge of the table so tightly his dark fingertips turned white. Ilse had requested an emergency meeting with him shortly after finishing up with Emma. She’d even waited in the same conference room where she’d talked to the AI.
The general had rushed over, arriving in less than an hour, which meant he had moved meetings around.
The delay gave Ilse time to think, but she wasn’t surprised he’d insisted on meeting in person. After the attack on the jump drive facility, the general no longer felt comfortable doing significant discussions remotely.
He’d never been fond of doing them that way before, either.
Ilse wondered if she should have fled. There was a very real chance she would be arrested, but it seemed pointless to run away. Escaping the Defe
