They weren’t Regum, but they had been fortunate enough to have lived over twenty years on Sera. Not only had they grown up with Regum as friends and neighbors, but when Thane was only twenty-one, they’d started and had run together a successful freight company on Addo, with the blessing of the Regum. Until the day it all came crashing down around their ears. The same day that their friends and former clients, Vaughn and River, were accused of writing software programs to undermine the Regum defense systems. It was a bogus charge, of course, but one which had become all too familiar in their world by then. Rune whistled as the land craft pulled up outside the Ministry. He turned to face Thane as the two climbed out. “Is it my imagination, or has this place become even more imposing since we left?” Thane shrugged. “I think it’s your imagination. We haven’t been gone that long.” Rune grinned. “This is so weird. You and me working inside the Ministry.” The extreme faction of Tyranns that had grown out of the original group had their hands and their contacts in everything, including commerce on Sera.
