With the mega-transports, that journey would only take minutes. A single ship was diverted back to the Grid to wait for a signal from the bot we had left hidden at the complex. Our final coordinates would be relayed to the bot for a wormhole to be opened for our invasion. Ashley, John, Frig, and I sat in a conference room on the Rogers. I spoke. "In two hours’ time, we should have contact from our bot on the Duke’s complex. We need to have a team ready to get in there to open up an avenue for us to take control. We need that complex if we are going to bring back the memory of our people. "We get in there, we shut down that sodium skin, and then we isolate and take out the Duke." Ashley replied, "To be clear, we are not destroying the Duke’s control room?" I nodded. "We can’t. We need that room to send our people back through, and we need this whole complex because it has the knowledge stored of what each of our people needs for restoration.
