>The others in the room were very happy. Happy that a real leader would be
>in command. Happy that the ceremony was over. Happy for Captain, err,
Rear
>Admiral John Cook Black.
Afterwards, Kitanya stepped down off the dais and walked over to Snellings.
"Admirrral, I would like to see you in my quarrrterrs." It wasn't a
request, and she walked out expecting to be followed.
"Of course, Admiral." the snotty Snellings answered. Trying his best to
hide the anger he felt inside.
Once they were inside, she offered him a seat as she went around to the
other side of the desk. "Forrrgive me for not telling you about my little
surrrprrise today, Admirrral, but the best surrrprrises arrre the ones kept
most quiet. It was a shorrrt notice sorrrt of thing anyway."
"So what happens to me, the sector commander? Am I to be tossed aside like
yesterday's rubbish?" he asked, some of his feelings leaking out in his
query.
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