“Okay, so what actually the heck was that?” asked Ambassador Trunketh after sitting down at the small table in Director Zenad’s office for their weekly meeting.
“Excuse me?” Zenad replied, pouring Elizabeth a cup of sare tea, the Goultaran equivalent of coffee.
“I just thought you folks wanted to avoid annoying Commodor Griswald.”
Zenad shook her head.
“Elizabeth, you’re three jumps ahead of me.”
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