CHAPTER 279

SPARTA

DAY THIRTY-FIVE

Admiral Jamerl sat with Dilios and Panos in the Senate library, the stacks of data pads and scrolls piled high on the table around them. They had been here for thirty six hours now, going through the mounds of information pertaining to disappearances of individuals from Sparta over the years. Several pitchers of water, tea and coffee dotted the table as well as half empty mugs and empty plates of food.

Jamerl leaned back in his chair and rubbed his tanned face with both hands and let out a huge exhale. Dilios and Panos both looked at him.

"We have been at this a long time Jamerl." Dilios spoke. "You are an Admiral… do you not have others who could do this with us?"

Jamerl nodded. "I do."

"Then why do it yourself?" Panos asked.