Juan Montoya set back and noticed a blinking light on the desk. There was a transmission coming in.
Comm ID: Juan Lucendez
To: The Council of Elders
ID Trace: Crete medical facilities
Displaying...
Lucendez appeared on the central comm station with his arm in a sling and his left eye heavily bandaged
"Hello, my Elders. If this Council has a spare minute ..."
"By now you should have received my combat report. Lying here completely useless has given me some time to think about my recent actions. I realized it was wrong of me to turn down Pedro's request of Eldership. I ran from authority because I thought I wasn't up to the task. Now I see that my opportunity to serve the people of Crete and indeed the entire Corsair nation at large was almost taken away from me by a completely unexpected enemy."
"If the Council is in agreement, I would like to rescind my statement and take up the Eldership with honor, dignity, and pride. Thank you."
"Lucendez out."
//Transmission End.
"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."
