Free Masoul (Harmony War Series Book 2) by Michael Chatfield Page A

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                  Dalia rushed in Nivad’s office, and kicked the door shut as she flicked items from her paper onto the various view screens.
                  The view of mega city fell away as the windows automatically polarized.
                  Nivad’s eyes flicked to the view screen. One showed a space map. One system was highlighted in red, and the other showed a report from Masoul Prime.
                  “We just got a report from our person on Masoul. It looks like they’re going to blow up the cryopod bunkers. They also seem confident that they are going to be able to damage Strike station,” Dalia said.
                  Nivad would have killed most others on the spot for charging into his office.
                  Instead, his mind worked with the problem in front of him. He looked to balance the universe - now someone was messing with his games, and throwing everything into chaos.
                  “What else?” Nivad asked. He made sure he knew everything before he acted.
                  “They reported that the religious group was much more extensive than they first thought. They think that the group is linked to other systems. They have weaponry that he would have found if it was actually made on the planet. He also reports that they expect ‘tools’ to help with their rebellion on an incoming freighter,” Dalia said, as she looked up from her surface.
                  “Activate our agents. I want to know more about this group, and which other systems they might come from. Trace the freighter, and see if you can see where they’re making weapons,” Nivad said, as his face tightened and he clasped his hands together. Anger rippled through him, honest-to-god anger. He hadn’t felt it in ages. He felt its seduction to cause pain, and wreak havoc.
                  He restrained his emotions, and knew how it would feel once he crushed Masoul and all those that tried to go against him.
                   “Have the Carrier Fearless leave port. Every hour, I want another carrier to act as if they are moving to another system. We’ll say that they’re on a training exercise. Write something up to the affect, and make it look like we’ve been planning this for months. I’m guessing that there is no way to stop them from blowing up the bunkers,” Nivad said as he looked to Dalia, who gave him a terse nod.
                  “Very well, draft a letter to the Masoul partnership. Also, pull up our old files on colonization. We best have a group of people from somewhere ready to fill their positions. Masoul keeps the sphere flying. Removing it will bring instability to the rest of the sphere. I want to have the latest numbers on the EMF’s refueling stations,” Nivad said. He wanted to prepare for every eventuality. The refuelling stations’ locations were top secret. They were only used in emergencies. It spoke to the trust Nivad had in Dalia’s assessment to go that far. The stations were only used if the normal fueling systems were in revolt.
                  He saw a flash of fear in Dalia’s eyes. The chaos that would be brought on with Masoul’s revolt was palpable.
                  “I will see to it,” she said. Her fear was replaced again with her neutral look of professional spymaster.
                  “Do keep me updated if anything else happens.”
                  “Of course, sir,” she said, as she bowed her head slightly to Nivad before she rushed out of the room.
                 
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
                  Landing City
                  Masoul Actual, Masoul System
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                  Moretti had never taken any chances. When he joined the defenders of Harmony, he didn’t pull in any of his agents to back