"The Commander said only the representatives need to go in,"
"the representative for your Bishop Clan, and the one from the base."
Aiden Gordon said.
Shirley Lucas and the others were all shocked.
’We haven’t mentioned our origins at all. How do these people know we’re from a base?’
"You should go. You’re the representative for Falken Base, after all."
Seeing Adrian Shaw look at her, Nina Jacobs said this intentionally.
Adrian Shaw froze for a second before nodding.
It seemed they were from Falken Base after all.
Shirley Lucas and the others exchanged a look. Since Aiden Gordon didn’t question Nina Jacobs’s words, they all understood instantly.
’These people know we’re from a base, but they don’t know which one.’
After Trevor and Adrian Shaw followed Aiden Gordon inside, one of the men tasked with watching the group couldn’t help but glance at Nina Jacobs again.
The young woman seemed so quiet, yet all the big, strapping men around her were watching her for cues.
’Could it be...’
Nina Jacobs had no idea what he was thinking.
Just then, a man’s appearance caught Nina Jacobs’s eye.
The man was tall and rather handsome. He walked straight toward the conference room, and the guards didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping him.
"Hey, lady, that’s our Commander’s man. The guys you have are already pretty good; I’d give up on this one."
One of the men assigned to watch them said, standing beside Nina Jacobs.
???
Nina’s gaze was baffled. ’What is he talking about?’
"I get it, though. In this apocalypse, women are a rare commodity. One woman with several men is pretty normal..."
"Oh, right. My name’s Joshua Singer."
This wasn’t the first time Joshua Singer had seen a group like this; he was used to it. That’s why his mind immediately went to the gutter when he saw both Adrian Shaw and Trevor looking to Nina Jacobs for direction.
"..."
Nina Jacobs wasn’t an idiot; she understood what he was implying.
But instead of explaining, she said with a knowing look, "No wonder he can go right in."
"Exactly. No wonder our Commander likes a man like that. He’s a smooth talker, obedient, has a great body..."
"I heard you have five top experts here. Is he one of them?"
Nina Jacobs realized that Joshua Singer was quite the chatterbox.
She’d ask one question, and he’d give ten sentences in reply.
"Him?
He’s not. He’s a Space Superpower User, which is why he’s so obedient. But our Commander isn’t stupid; she doesn’t keep most of the supplies with him. Says it’s for his own safety, but who knows, right?"
Joshua Singer prattled on.
Nina Jacobs nodded. ’It seems Oceane Sutton doesn’t fully trust him.’
Inside the room, Adrian Shaw found Oceane Sutton’s words laughable.
Oceane Sutton was the Commander here, and she had just demanded that they stay and join her group.
"That’s impossible. Our people will never leave their homeland."
Trevor replied.
Oceane Sutton, who sat to one side, looked to be about twenty-eight or twenty-nine. She had curly hair, red lips, and a classic tweed miniskirt that made her look mature and sophisticated.
But when she saw the man enter, she immediately rose to greet him.
"Let me introduce you. This is my husband, Edric Holden."
"Walter, this is Mr. Trevor of the Bishop Clan,"
"and this is Mr. Sterling, from Falken Base."
Oceane Sutton introduced them.
Aurelius Sterling was a name Adrian Shaw had made up on the spot.
"Falken Base?"
Edric Holden sized up Adrian Shaw and asked, "I heard your Commander has been recuperating at the base for the past two months. Is his health any better?"
Adrian Shaw looked puzzled. "What are you talking about? Our Commander Donovan is in excellent health. He was just at another base for an event a short while ago."
’Kael Dolan is perfectly healthy; he hasn’t been recuperating.’


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