"I don't know. Everything went to hell. The alliance is as dead as a Corsair on Malta."
He sighed, taking a swig of vodka. Jeremy didn't even look aged a bit.
"As for the kids, well, me and Izzy are spart for her safety and the kids. She lives with my mother on Manhattan. Gives the kids a normal home atmosphere."
Jeremy paused again, thinking.
"I've had dozens of psych evals, all from different doctors ten ways from the Inquisitor to the Oathkeeper, the Osiris I command. I got transfered to Primary; Lost my lovely Colonel rank, but I'll be damned if they take my command away."