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pulling his arm away from his weapon. The
major must have thought it was a test of wills and pulled down with all his
strength. That is exactly what Ben wanted the dumb ass to think. As he let go,
the major jerked his hand down and Ben landed an upper cut, knocking the major
back against the hover transport. He still had the pistol pointed at some poor
private.
    "Where do
you get these idiots, General? At least the next group you decide to screw over
will deserve it for being so stupid." Ben growled, turning to the general.
    Ben heard
footsteps behind him. "Ben, honey, you need to stop breaking the general’s
toy soldiers," Andrea said putting her hand on his shoulder.
    The general
looked at his former officer. He had spent so much time grooming her. It was
her team in the brig, his hands were tied. The new director of intelligence
wanted payback for what happened to the former director. That same person
convinced a review board that Andrea's team had gone rogue and the dead
officers were trying to stop them. He needed to diffuse the current situation.
There was no way these soldiers could stop them if they decided to take action,
or more action as it were.
    Andrea had been
studying the general's face. She noted the pain and change in his overall
demeanor. She held up her pistol and started talking. Inside, she was seething,
overhearing that her team was in the brig. She knew she couldn’t afford to get
to angry.
    "So, how
many of this group do you want left standing when your visit here is over? I
would have thought you would have learned something about him and us by
now." She motioned with her head to Ben.
    Ben looked up
on the porch to see E'Aria, Alona and Natalia holding some form of weapon. The
Prime Minister of Trillond, Alona Aok, looked at the group with a stern
expression of anger and disappointment. Her presence hadn’t escaped the
general's notice, as well as her being armed.
    Another hover
vehicle pulled up and parked near the barn. Senator Thurman Sims exited,
dressed in casual clothes instead of the 3000 credit suit he was sporting just
a couple of days ago. He took in the scene that must have looked like a Mexican
standoff. His aide unloaded their luggage and hadn’t really noticed yet how
serious things were. He started walking towards the house.
    Smart man, Ben
thought as he watched the senator walk towards the porch. He stopped and spoke
softly with Alona.
    Ben looked at
Emily. "What are you planning on doing? I will work with you but I am
running out of patience. I love you like a sister but I won't let you endanger,
or in any way undermine, what we are about to do."
    "And what
exactly are you about to do, Benjamin?"
    "Emily,
dear, we are going to save all your sorry asses whether you deserve it or
not," Ben answered staring her in the eyes.
    "General,
were you or were you not attacked by the Cjittan on the Morningstar?" the
senator asked, walking up warily.
    General Grey
looked like he wanted to tell the senator the truth. "Senator, the
incident involving the Morningstar is out of my hands and I am ordered to offer
no response to any inquiry about the same. You will have to put forth a formal
inquiry to the board handling the incident."
    "General,
why would they strip the complete operating system out of the Morningstar and
currently be en route to do the same to the Warhammer?"
    "Senator,
you will have to request that information from the board of inquiry," the
general repeated.
    Ben decided to
end the senator’s questioning with one of his own. "General, does Aisling
know? Have you told her they are coming to tear her ship apart?" The
senator looked like he would like to hear the answer to that himself.
    General Grey's
head dropped and when he looked back up it, was to give the order to load up.
He turned his back on Ben, Emily and Senator Sims walked into the hover craft.
    "That’s
just great. Walk away!" Ben yelled. The next time you come around at least
bring someone who doesn’t have a jaw