{Tell him I have what he wants to know} Trok’s voice was heard saying. XXNX “Please secure your self Alatem, we enter time slip in 1 minute,” Allie stated as she counted down to the event. All prisonors secure, all cargo secure, no damage to report. {It matters not} Alatem’s uncle said, {The bastard was never good for much any way his being killed will give me even
more right to take the throne} he laughed evilly. Another 5 hours and he finally found the problem,
laughing he couldn’t believe that he had missed something that simple. “Ill explain later,” He said, “one of the nephew’s got lose my fault for not checking the equipment.”
“Time slip in 2 minutes, checking all readings before countdown. Charles came back to the control center his face grim, “I’m sure you felt what I was doing Allie.”
“No Allie! No wonder I am so cold,” Alatem said only half heartedly. Grumbling Charles patched it
before he went to his seat. Throwing a
right then an upper cut, Charles caught him off guard and sent him sprawling.
