CHAPTER 351

HOPE'S QUEST

SIXTEEN HOURS UNTIL LAST PIRATE GATE

Martin held the data pad in his hand as he traced the star chart on the table in front of him with the index finger of his opposite hand. The mug of coffee was set on the table in the corner and had gone cold hours ago. The trip so far had gone off without a hitch. Yuriko and Filrian were acting as the faces and voices of HOPE'S QUEST, and so far the pirate forces in the area were none the wiser and they had passed through two of the three Jump Gates without incident. Komirri was constantly drilling the sixty Spartans in tactics and helm control so that if they had to fight they would at least have a decent chance. Helen had left the room only the hour before, after they had spent three hours going over details of how the memories of Canth that she had inherited remembered Lycavore. Those memories were clear and precise, as if they were her very own, and they would be helpful once they were down on the surface.