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eight hours at first, until we establish a pattern of
behavior. Obviously, we wouldn’t need eyes on them during their sleep cycle.”
    “And
if a situation arises where action is needed?”
    “Then
we act with discretion. The last thing we need is a provocation, when our joint
space station is nearly complete. These two men are high ranking officials on
Xaxa, so the officers need to be skilled in diplomacy
and tact. Any ideas?”
    TaTur
tapped his pad. “Sending over a list of men I think would be suitable.”
    NiKoh’s
pad chimed and he accessed the file. “All good men—no. Remove ViTra. He is not
trained enough. While I was gone, LyDie r eported
various complaints against him. I am having him reassigned to a less hazardous
sector.”
    TaTur’s
shaggy bronze eyebrows rose. “So noted. Are there any other concerns?”
    NaKar
looked around. “I think it’s settled. TaTur, call the men in and assign them to shift. Dismissed.”
    Closing
his computer pad, NiKoh rose to his feet as the others left the room.
    “NiKoh,
I would have a word with you.”
    Chastened,
NiKoh paused as his superior closed the door then approached him.
    “NaKar,
I can assure you I will not be tardy again for a
meeting,” he began.
    NaKar
waved his hand. “That is not my concern. I fully understand your situation with
your son, and find it admirable he consults with you. No, this is a far more
serious matter than mere tardiness.”
    Anxiety
grippe d him. NiKoh sank back down onto his chair.
“What is it?”
    “How
long has it been since you’ve seen your sister SaLie?”
    “I
saw her only last week. She has been staying at my mother’s dwelling since her
return.” Confused by the question, NiKoh felt his stomac h churn. “What has she done now?”
    NaKar
placed three photographs in front of him. “She may be involved on a deeper
level. Look.”
    The
first photo showed the side view of a naked SaLie, spread-eagled and lashed to
a wooden frame while DuKah’s lower body join ed with
hers, a look of satisfaction on his stern face. Another man’s hands caressed
her backside.
    NiKoh
felt bile rise in his throat and forced it back. “This was taken during the
Bond Test of my brother BaRok.”
    “No,
this was taken only a few months ago, after your
brother and his mate were Bonded.” NaKar pointed to the timestamp. “Keep
looking. I know it’s painful.”
    The
second photo showed SaLie standing off to the side, watching while the two men
did the same to another young woman. The final photo showe d Salie with the two men—
    “She’s
with child,” NiKoh gasped, tracing the obvious bulge in his sister’s
silhouette. “But with whose?” He pushed the photos away, sickened. “I wonder if
my mother knows.”
    “NiKoh.”
His superior’s tone was gentle. “I am relieving you
of this responsibility. I do not need anyone with emotional ties; I only sought
information.”
    “But
it’s my sister,” NiKoh protested, getting to his feet. He paced the length of
the table. “SaLie has always been headstrong, even influencing our younger sister. You can’t shut me out now. I’m the only one who
can really keep tabs on her.”
    “Fine.
Your responsibility will be to her, and only her.” NaKar’s voice grew stern.
“Monitor her whereabouts, confront her if you must, but do not let her know we
are ta iling the men. The last thing we need is her
tipping them off and helping them lose the surveillance team. Do I make myself
clear?”
    NiKoh
nodded. “Yes, sir. I am going to notify RiKar, then call a family meeting.” He
gathered his computer pad and the last photo, then
headed toward the door. “I’ll be in touch.”
    She has gone too far this time . He seethed all the way back to his
office. “LyDie, do I have anything pressing this afternoon?”
    “No.
Just some paperwork, and you had told me you were going to patrol the Agricultural District.” His secretary frowned. “Is
everything all right?”
    “I
don’t know. Forward