"The hangar is just ahead," the commander urged, her hand tight on her sidearm. "We've prepped the stealth-coated shuttle. It won't hide us forever, but it'll give us the window we need to reach the Neutral Zone where the Overlords are spectating."
Fiona didn't speak. Her mind was lost in thoughts. She was thinking about the faces of those Overlords, men who had dined at her father's table and praised her brilliance.
Surely, they wouldn't let a 'nouveau riche' banker like Leo Vanderlen execute a daughter of the Lionel Dynasty in cold blood.
After all, there was rarely anyone who didn't know how skilled she was at making money. If she survived, she could build the family again and pay them back. But if she died, they wouldn't get anything back.
As they reached the heavy blast doors of the secondary hangar, the commander punched in the override code. Unfortunately, once again, the code proved to be wrong.
