Commander Hāturi loomed over Wilkins’s desk, looking too big for it by half. His words fell like hammer blows: “I didn’t think it was fair for you to wait until Prime Commander Wilkins came back.” Conner nodded. “Yes, sir.” “Your father was a brave man, Conner. He didn’t go without a fight.” Dad … Conner nodded, feeling his eyes fill with tears. “Yes, sir.” “When we notified your aunt Theresa, she said she would hold a memorial service. Not just for your father but for your uncle and aunt as well.” Conner drew a ragged breath. His mom was strong. She had known there might be a day like this. Later, he would sit with her and they would grieve together. But for now, she would want him to help the colony. His dad would have done the same thing if their positions were reversed. “My place is with my squad,” he told Hāturi. The Commander’s brow knit. “Permission to remain with your squad is denied. We need you, but we need you with a clear head. Go home.
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