Welcome to stories from Among the Stars. You're listening to The Last Watch by J.S. Dewas.

Chapter 12.

Cavalon's first thought as the SGL began to decelerate from warp speed was to wonder

if his name carried enough clout to buy his way onto a transport.

After all, he should still have access to his private accounts, not to mention his trust fund.

His father had been the progenitor, so Augustus, in theory, wouldn't have been able to touch it.

However, that keyword theory, he couldn't ignore.

His grandfather's reach was unmatched, and as the unofficial autocrat of the Allied monarchies, he may have found a way to get his hands on it.

So, Kavlon might have been destitute, he really didn't know.

The more important consideration was if anyone at Caringate would even question it.

Cash on delivery to the core, from the mouth of a Mercer, it could be a viable escape route, but any contemplations of going A-wall quickly evaporated

when they slowed to cruising speed and approached the gate.

Ah, Emory ceased her obnoxious gum chomping as she gaped at the view screen.

Is that normal, sir?

Jackin shifted uncomfortably in the pilot's seat.

No, he said simply.

He opened the comlink again.

I repeat, Car and gate, this is the SGL via the SCS Argus, requesting permission to dock.

No response.

Kavalon stood over Jack and shoulder trying not to gawk too openly.

The Apollo Gates were another technology owed entirely to their former subjugators, the exorbitantly

advanced vieters. The relays were the only reason mankind had been able to traverse and

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