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s.
"My Lord," a voice on his communicator called. "We have
detected some private vehicles leaving from the back alleys behind an
auction house on the west side. We are releasing the drone probes to
follow each vehicle, just in case one of them has Merina in it. It's
the only concrete lead we've had yet, sir."
"Good work, mister! That sounds like a very good lead to me.
Just don't lose a single one of those cars. I'll be joining you in
your sector just as soon as I can get there. Shardin out."
"Shardin to Phoenix," he then radioed. "Sha'teem, are you on
the bridge?"
"Aye, sir. Any news yet?" Sha'teem replied from the command
chair. Shardin had him coordinating the blockades from the ship, and
leaning on the planetary government from time to time.
"Sha'teem, I think we've got the break we need. The officer in
charge of searching the western sector has sent probes out to follow
several private cars that just left an auction house from the rear-
alley doors. I want you to help him coordinate those drones with the
ship's computers, and send me a map with each destination marked as
soon as they get where they're going."
"Aye, sir. That does sound quite promising. I
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