Greyling isn’t happy about this mission. She’s particularly unhappy to be setting up an old friend and her confidential aid, but she has no choice. The people behind this mission are as secretive as they are powerful. She can’t stand up to them or disobey them unless she wants to face their wrath. All she can do is provide backup and support, and hope that all goes well.

“They can’t be trusted,” her contact said. “At any time they could turn on us, and then where would we be?”

“Wil VanLipsig is the most loyal, honorable man I know. He’d never turn on us.”

“They’re unstable, their conditioning has made them super human. What’s to stop them from beginning their own race, wiping the rest of us out?”

“Trust, Ambassador. Faith, honor and trust.” The Ambassador snorted unpleasantly, telling her how much faith he had in trust and honor.

“Take…