Brigends (The Final War Series Book 1)

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Author: Russell Krone
innocence, she remained alert.
    Yep, the night’s going to be a long one .

Chapter 4
    The cabal gathers
     
    The shuttle descended from the sky and skimmed the harbor. Automated Gun turrets on Governors Island trained their sights as it approached. Once over the wide tarmac, the craft’s levitation drive created an invisible blanket for it to float on. The skids gently contacted the blacktop less than fifty meters from the main complex.             
    While the shuttle powered down, three Vityaz platoons marched out and formed two parallel lines. The hatch opened and Kroll emerged from the dark interior. He stepped to the ground and the soldiers snapped to attention in perfect synchronization. He strutted past, not bothering to acknowledge the salutation. Their blackened eye-slits stared from mock faces of embalmed pallor with no sense of insult.
    The Zolarian administrator, Isoles, arrived on her levitating carrier to block his passage. She greeted his presence with a sickened sneer. The younger Zolarian reciprocated the feeling.
    He despised her for her un-Zolarian-like persona. Her sagging face and decrepit shape declared vulnerability. In truth, her mind was as dangerous as a viper strike, deep and penetrating. On each hand, she wore three ora rings, which she clicked in rapid unison. Kroll knew better than to turn his back on her.
    She halted her conveyance. “You are late.”
    He opened his stance and his sinewy body grew tall. She turned and floated toward the Spire, expecting him to follow like a trained pet. He was silent and walked behind her, allowing his self-discipline to hold his hand, for the time being.
    They entered the complex and passed through a milky rotunda. Hundreds of people, from technicians to visiting world dignitaries, robed acolytes, and adored celebrities bowed their heads in fearful deference. The pair proceeded without pause to a cluster of lift shafts in the center and boarded a waiting car. The capsule’s doors closed and it ascended to the upper levels of the central networking hub.
    The doors reopened and they exited into a large hollow. The gathering was already in progress. General Sergei Serov, supreme commander of the Global Alliance Peacekeepers, was delivering a report via a holo-cast projection. James Orock, the polished president of the American Interim Council, cowered in an alcove. In the shadows were the ever present Vityaz, watching in silence.
    Malus listened with a statue’s immobility. His plain guise contrasted in his favor against Serov’s imposing military style. On his right forearm, the aging Zolarian leader wore a golden gauntlet with a sizeable purple ora entrenched at the wrist. The crystal changed hues with the shifting moods of its master, reflecting colors onto his pure white robe.
    “The last elements of the resistance are on the run,” Serov said. “I have ordered two regiments to find any members of the Vanguard War Council who may have escaped.”
    “Have you also deployed your resources throughout Europe and along the lines with Asia?” Malus asked.
    “Yes, your eminence. Both my 7th and 9th fleets are stationed and awaiting instructions.”
    “You have done well. When can I expect your arrival here in New York?”
    “By the end of the following day, if weather permits.”
    “Do whatever you must to assure your safe arrival. No harm must befall the cargo you carry.”
    Serov’s posture tensed. “Your eminence, I do not believe it wise for me to abandon the battlefield before victory is certain. I demand to stay here and personally hunt down the last Vanguard commander, Emil Pavel. He is still unaccounted for.”
    “Serov, the Resistance is broken. Their futile campaign against us has failed,” Isoles interjected. “This Romanian has not been seen for more than three years. He likely perished long ago.”
    “Do not underestimate him, madam. If he is alive, he will pose a threat.”
    “He is no longer a danger, General.” The
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