Chapter Nineteen
Jas went to the meeting at the Transgalactic Council like she was on autopilot. Nothing mattered anymore. She felt like a machine, going through the motions for as long as the war lasted.
Pacheco was also there. He seemed to have recovered a little from the loss of the Camaradon. His eyes no longer had a distracted look, and he was as smartly dressed as ever. He was seated with the other seven admirals and two fleet admirals. The large room was packed full of Unity Alliance commanders and captains. Everyone had been scanned twice by separate, randomly picked personnel before entering, and as always, the meeting room was proofed against any kind of surveillance.
Still, Jas couldn’t help but wonder if somehow the Shadows had slipped in an informant. Not a Shadow, but some
