“I expect you to shut the hell up, don’t push me I have no qualms about using this on you.” Wren said. Rapidly typing several commands, she smiled. XXX Only her father knew why, that she might never know as he’d gone after the fourth race. Yeah right, an old earth saying I remember, applies well to this situation. “Ah little one. “Master I need you off the ship now, that is far more dangerous than any think it is.” Wren said. Not going to happen!” A humming from the strange weapon in Wren’s hands had the oozing black liquid to pause a moment. When you left, I put out the message about the two billion credit starting point. The Second race the Begules had become masters of hiding. Her Master took one look
