Assault on Sedna - A Hard Military Science Fiction Epic (Aeon 14: The Sol Dissolution Book 2) by M. D. Cooper & Lisa Richman

Author:M. D. Cooper & Lisa Richman [Cooper, M. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Wooden Pen Press
Published: 2020-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

A SUN WILL COME TO HARM

STELLAR DATE: 02.26.4174 (Adjusted Gregorian)

LOCATION: Jovian Unity Palace, Jovian National Congress

REGION: Ganymede, Jovian Combine, Sol Space Federation

Leona stood at the threshold of the conservatory, watching the nanofeed she’d planted on the doorframe, torn with indecision. Tori’s trace clearly indicated that the source of the illegal stream came from this room. The problem was the identity of the sole person in the room: Alden’s only daughter, Soleil.

With little hope, Leona reached out to Tori once more. <You’re sure—absolutely certain—the signal’s originating here?>

<Yes!> Tori practically hissed. <It’s about fifteen meters ahead of you. You can’t miss it.>

You’re right about that, Leona thought with a trace of gallows humor. There’s no way to miss the Oligarch’s freaking daughter….

She stepped silently away from the entrance and pressed her back against the corridor wall. Dropping her head, she briefly scrunched her eyes closed, weighing her options. In the end, she realized she really had no choice; she was going to have to enter the conservatory and confront Soleil.

Straightening, she adjusted her grip on the tray of pastries the chef had given her, and stepped through the door, giving its frame a smart rap with her knuckles.

It was impossible to miss Soleil’s jump, as well as her gasp. Her hands flew to her face, startled eyes meeting Leona’s before she slammed her hand down onto the table, blanking the holo in front of her.

Leona pretended to ignore her actions, and nodded amiably to the woman. “Hello, Soleil. I happened to run into your father’s chef on my way to a meeting, and he looked a bit frazzled, so I offered to drop these off for him.”

Soleil’s startled eyes danced from the tray in Leona’s hands back up to her face.

Oh, hon, you are so not cut out for the spy business.

“I…uh…thanks,” the other woman stammered, pushing away from the table and standing, hands clenching and unclenching at her sides.

Leona wandered over to the table, setting the tray down in its center, her hand purposely nudging the holo back on. “Oops. Sorry about that.”

Soleil froze, her expression riveted to the damning visual, the latest thread of misinformation sent to the XO of the TSF Normandy, with instructions on how to implement it.

Leona didn’t bother to look. She knew it by heart anyway. She should; she’d authored the damn thing.

Instead, her attention was locked on Alden’s daughter.

After a few moments passed, and Soleil realized Leona wasn’t saying anything, her gaze tracked slowly from the holo to the other woman’s face.

Leona nodded at the image. “Want to explain that to me?” she asked.

A desperate look crossed Soleil’s face. “I…I…know it looks bad,” she began, and Leona crossed her arms.

“Well, that just won the understatement of the millennium,” she agreed, shifting into a less threatening stance. “That’s classified material, something your token shouldn’t be able to access.”

Her eyes narrowed on Soleil, studying her intently. As the silence grew, the younger woman became unable to remain still under Leona’s quiet scrutiny.

“What we’re doing is wrong,” she blurted out.

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