Chapter Eleven
Trivator home world of Rathon:
“What have you found?” Jesse asked, peeking over her sister’s shoulder.
Jordan glanced up and scowled before she returned her attention to the screen in front of her. Her fingers flew over the keyboard. Eight different screens displayed various data. One had a star map, another screen was filled with rows of data that constantly changed, as if thousands of conversations were running all at once.
“I’m not sure yet. I need to follow this thread,” Jordan replied. “Are the kids being good?”
“They are napping. So is Scout. I think they wore Grandpa out today,” Jesse replied, pulling up a chair to sit next to her sister. “So, you’ve worked like a maniac the last couple of months. What are you working on, and do Hunter and Razor know about it?”
