Chapter 34

Octavian Karr

Commander Octavian Karr took his position inside Drayson's main chambers. Dr. Drayson had just come back from filming his speech that was live broadcast to the city. Karr had remained in parade rest with his hands behind his back the entire time, waiting for the doctor to return.

Drayson took his time sitting behind his desk. He gripped the edge of it to roll his chair closer.

The older man stared into Karr's eyes and steepled his fingers. "So, Commander. It has been quite an eventful two days, has it not?"

"Yes, Sir." Karr didn't change his posture.

"And how has your little private war been going?"

"I have no intent to privatize a war, Sir. My only intent was to defend the city."

"Hmm." Drayson raised his chin as if he was contemplating. "How many men did the Federation lose while trying to pursue and kill Bless?"

"Seventeen dead and thirteen wounded."

"And how many drones did we lose? Correction, did you lose?"

"Fourteen."