Chapter 50

Mark knew what Anya was saying to Jonal and Tonas, but he had to hear it. “Raise the volume of the audio, now.”

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, why are you thanking that chowder head? He bruised my arm trying to get me away from here.” Mark heard a loud the words that christened him ten times a fool. And he had asked the traitor to take a message. He had given his friend who counted on his protection, to an enemy that would have kidnapped her or worse, given the opportunity. Mark slammed his fist on the console. He couldn’t torture himself with his failings now; he had a serious security breach.

“Goddamn son of a bitch,” Mark cursed aloud. Bless the foresight of the partial mind block. Bane was their traitor.

Mark turned and addressed the waiting commanders. “Do you have any suggestions on how to play this one?”