Freeport Nine--Council Chambers

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Sebastien Coen's primary and personal battlegroup hovered above Freeport XV. It was there for the usual reasons. Coen would on Freeport 9, and if anything happened, their job was to penetrate the lines and extract him. He told them that he did not need them. The XO of Coen's Juggernaut told him that their orders came from The Faceless. Coen did not argue it.

The jump was uneventful, and so was the flight. It was fast, with no contacts on radar. Four escorts encircled Coen's ship and it landed safely in the hangars of Freeport 9. The escorts would patrol Freeport 9 in two groups; one group docked, one group in space. The two ships that were docked would re-fill fuel and their pilots would escort Coen on the station. That was the theory behind the plan.

Coen had not visited the Nine in a while. Things were pretty similar. He was escorted from the hangar bay to the council meeting, both by his two guards and the dock overseer.

He opened the door to the council room himself and went in. He saw only Silvan Argus sitting there, engrossed in his screen. Coen bowed slightly to get his attention.

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