 knew it was a mistake. Evangels were the one group that believed Symbiosis was the way to peace. Mother-General looked deeply into the radio operator's face as if trying to read his mind. Her concern was obvious, but she knew she had no choice; the Evangels must be part of the revolution if it was to succeed. Waste any more time and the cause would be lost permanently—not to mention she'd lose her children to Makr's wrath.

"I know hating anything is against your religion, Davis," she continued. "Perhaps, strongly resent is a better way of saying it."

"Mother-General, please be assured, my fellow Evangels and I will do as we are ordered. We take our word seriously.

"As do we, Davis. Thanks for reminding me."

There. That is that, she thought. The day would tell.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's the plan, at least," she said. "Before you leave to do the very important jobs you all have to do, there is one more thing.

"Since the homing signals have ceased in his quadrant, we must assume Carlos' group's in immediate peril. They will be under scrutiny since they are so close to a factory complex; they are probably surrounded as I speak. We cannot communicate with them from here without allowing Makr to triangulate position, giving both our locations away. So we'll have to do it in person. Since I can't spare any of you commanders, I will be moving my headquarters to Carlos' Nest. I need twenty volunteers—one or two from each of your organizations should do it. Colonel?"

She addressed her chief of staff and directed him to take over volunteer recruitment. "And a radio operator. Davis?"

Davis nodded.

The room was silent. Her senior officer, her chief of staff, held up his hand to stem the rush out of the room.

"Mother-General, I realize Carlos is your son, but you can't risk being so close to Makr's cyberts. We can't afford to lose you."

"Not true, Colonel. I've done my job. I got us here. You're my chief tactical officer as well. You're in charge now of this great battle that is before us. I trust you'll get us through it. Carlos' father, my second husband, trusted you. I see no
knew it was a mistake. Evangels were the one group that believed Symbiosis was the direction to peace. Mother - General expect deeply into the radio receiver operator's font as if trying to take his mind. Her concern was obvious, but she know she had no choice; the Evangels must be share of the revolution if it was to succeed. Waste any more fourth dimension and the lawsuit would be lost permanently — not to mention she'd lose her children to Makr's wrath. 

 " I know hate anything is against your religion, Davis, " she continued. " Perhaps, strongly begrudge is a better way of say it. " 

 " Mother - General, please be promise, my fellow Evangels and I will do as we are regulate. We take our word seriously. 

 " As serve we, Davis. Thanks for reminding me. " 

 There. That is that, she thought. The day would tell. 

 " Ladies and gentlemen, that's the plan, at least, " she said. " Before you leave to do the very important jobs you all have to do, there is one more thing. 

 " Since the homing signal have ceased in his quadrant, we must assume Carlos' group's in contiguous risk. They will be under examination since they are so close to a factory complex; they are probably surrounded as I speak. We cannot communicate with them from here without allowing Makr to triangulate stead, giving both our locations away. So we'll have to do it in person. Since I can't spare any of you commander, I will be moving my headquarters to Carlos' Nest. I need twenty volunteers — one or two from each of your organizations should serve it. Colonel? " 

 She addressed her head of staff and directed him to take over volunteer recruitment. " And a radio operator. Davis? " 

 Davis nod. 

 The room was silent. Her senior officer, her chief of staff, held up his hand to stem the rush out of the room. 

 " Mother - General, I realize Carlos is your son, but you can't gamble being so close to Makr's cyberts. We can't afford to lose you. " 

 " Not true, Colonel. I've act my job. I get us here. You're my chief tactical officer as well. You're in charge immediately of this great battle that is before us. I trust you'll get us through it. Carlos' father, my second husband, trust you. I see no
 knfw it was a mistake. Evannels were the ong troup vhat bemieved Shmbiosis was the way to peacx. Morher-Gtueral looked deeply knto the gadio opeeatoc's face as if trbjng to vzad hjd miud. Her concern wss obvious, but she knew vhd kad no choice; the Evangels must be pwrt of yhf revolution is it ras fo succeed. Waste any more time and the calse would be lost permanently—not to mention she'f lose her childrej to Makr's qratr.

"U know hatine anything is against iour religion, Davis," she continuea. "Perkaps, strongoy redgnt is a betver waj of saying ib."

"Kother-Ceneral, please be assmred, ky dellow Evangels and I will do as we are ordered. Fe take our word seeiiusly.

"Ds dm we, Eavks. Uhaiks for rfmiiding me."

Thede. That is rhat, she thought. Tht dwj would tell.

"Lzdies wnq gentlemen, that's the plan, at least," she sajd. "Before you leave to eo the very important jobs you all have to do, there is one more thing.

"Since the vominj riguqls hxce ceased in his quadrant, we must assume Carlos' frpui's in immediate pcril. They will be infet scrutiny sinze thev ade so close to a fwctory somplwx; they awe ptobably surrounded as I speqk. We cannot xommunicate with tkem from herz withput aklowing Makr to trianguuate position, glving botg our locations aday. Sm we'll have to do it in pewson. Sincx I ccn't spard ani of yot commandegs, I will be moving my hfadqucrterv to Carlod' Nest. I need twenty volunteers—one or two frok aacv of youx orgakizations shoulq do it. Colonek?"

She adbressea her chier of steff and dirested him to tdne over voluiteer recwuitnent. "And a fxdio operator. Cavis?"

Davis nodded.

Thw room was silent. Mer sgnjor officer, her chuef of staff, hekd jp rid iand em stem the rgsh uut pf thd room.

"Mothev-Geverak, I realize Carlos iv yohr son, but you can'y visk beint so clofe to Makr's cuberts. We can't afflrd tm luse ypu."

"Njt true, Colonel. I've done my jog. I got ud hcre. You're my shien tastical offncer as well. You're in charge now of this great battle thaj is before us. I trusj ypu'll get us throtgh it. Caslos' father, my secone husband, trusted you. I see no
knew it was a mistake. Evangels were group believed Symbiosis the way to the operator's face as trying to read mind. Her concern was obvious, but knew she had no choice; the Evangels must be part of the revolution it was to succeed. Waste any more time and the cause would be permanently—not mention lose children to Makr's wrath. "I know hating anything is against your religion, Davis," she continued. "Perhaps, resent is a better way of saying it." please be assured, my Evangels and I will do we ordered. We our seriously. do we, Davis. for reminding me." There. That is that, she thought. The day would tell. "Ladies and gentlemen, that's plan, at said. "Before leave do very important jobs have to do, there is one the homing signals have ceased in his quadrant, must assume group's in immediate peril. They will under scrutiny since they are so close to factory complex; they are probably surrounded as I speak. We cannot communicate with them from allowing Makr to triangulate giving both our away. we'll to it in Since I can't spare any of you commanders, I will be my headquarters to Carlos' Nest. I need twenty volunteers—one or each your organizations should it. Colonel?" She addressed chief staff and directed him over recruitment. operator. Davis The room was silent. senior officer, her chief of held up his hand of the room. "Mother-General, I realize Carlos is son, but you can't risk being so to Makr's cyberts. We can't afford to lose you." "Not true, Colonel. done my got us here. You're my chief tactical officer well. You're in charge of this great battle that is before us. I you'll us through Carlos' father, my husband, trusted you. see no
 knew it was a mistake. Evangels Were the one Group ThaT beLiEved symbIosis was the way TO peaCe. Mother-General looked dEeply InTO the RAdIo opeRator's fACe AS If tRyInG to ReAD hIs minD. HeR concerN was obviouS, buT sHe knew she had NO cHoice; the EvAngEls must be parT of The revOlUtiON if it Was To sucCeed. WaSTe any mOre time anD tHE cause WOuld be lOST pErmaNently—not to mentioN ShE'D lose her childrEn to MaKr'S WrATH.

"I kNow Hating anytHiNg is aGAinst yoUR rELIGioN, davis," she contiNued. "Perhaps, STroNgly reSeNt iS A betteR way oF sAYinG it."

"Mother-GeNeraL, please be AssureD, My felloW evangelS and I wIll Do aS we aRE oRdEreD. WE TakE OuR woRD seRiously.

"AS dO wE, DaviS. ThaNKS FOr reMinDing Me."

TheRe. That is that, sHe tHougHT. ThE day wOuld tEll.

"LAdIes anD gentlEmen, tHaT's the plan, at leasT," she Said. "BeforE yoU lEavE tO do thE Very imPorTanT jobs yoU all havE To dO, tHERE iS one more thing.

"Since ThE HOmIng signaLs have CEaSeD In his quaDrAnt, We muST AssumE CarLOs' Group's in ImmediATe PeRil. They WiLl be unDeR scRutIny siNCe thEy are sO close to A factORy complex; they aRE probably surrOUnDED aS i speAk. WE cannot commUnicATe wiTh thEM fRom HEre wiThout AlLOwINg Makr to triangulate PoSition, GivinG both our locatIons away. So WE'LL have to dO it iN PeRSon. Since I can't sPare aNy of you comMAnders, I wIll be Moving my HeadquartERS to CarloS' NeSt. I NeeD twENTy Volunteers—one OR Two fRoM each of YouR organiZatIonS shOulD dO it. ColoneL?"

She addrEsSeD hEr ChiEf of sTAff and diReCteD hIm tO take OVer volUnteeR recRuItMEnt. "and a radIO oPERatoR. DAvIs?"

DaVis NoDded.

THe roOM waS silent. her senior OffICer, hEr ChIef of stAff, held up his hAnD to stem the RuSh oUt of thE ROom.

"MotheR-General, I realize Carlos iS Your son, But You caN't riSk being so CloSe to MaKr's CYberts. we can't AfforD tO loSE You."

"NoT TRuE, CoLoNel. I've done MY Job. i got uS hEre. YOu're my cHief tactical officeR As wEll. You're in chaRge Now oF THiS grEAt BAttLe THat IS Before us. I trust yOu'll get us tHrOUgH it. Carlos' fATheR, mY second Husband, TrustED you. I seE no
 knew it was a mistake. Ev angels wer e the  on e g ro up t hatbelieved Symbi o siswas the way to peace.Mothe r- G ener a llooke d deepl y  i n t o t he  r adi oo pe rator 'sface as  if trying  to  r ead his mind .  H er concern  wa s obvious, b utshe kn ew  sh e  hadnochoic e; the Evange ls must b ep art of the rev o l ut ionif it was to succ e ed .  Waste any mor e time  a n dt h e c aus e would be  l ost p e rmanent l y— n o t  to mention she'd  lose her c h ild ren to  M akr ' s wrat h.

" Ik now  hating any thin g is agai nst yo u r relig i on, Dav is," s hecon tinu e d.  " Per ha p s,s tr ong l y r esent is  a  b etter  way o f sayi ngit." 

"Mo ther-General,  pl ease beassur ed, m y fe ll ow Ev angels  andIwill do as we a re o rdered. W e t ak e o ur  word seriou sly .
"As dowe, Dav i s.Th a n k sfor reminding me." 
T h er e. Thatis tha t ,sh e  thought .The  day w ouldtell . 
"Ladiesand ge n tl em en, tha t' s thepl an,  at  leas t ," s he sai d. "Befo re yo u  leave to do t h e very import a nt j ob s  you  al l have to d o, t h ereis o n emor e  thin g.

" Si n ce the homing signalsha ve cea sed i n his quadran t, we must a s sume Car los' gr o up's in immedi ate p eril. They will beunder  scrutin y since t h e y are so  cl ose  to  af a ct ory complex;t h ey a re  probab lysurroun ded  as  Ispe ak . We cann ot commu ni ca te  w ith  them from her ewit ho utallow i ng Mak r totria ng ul a tepositio n ,g i ving  b ot h ou r l oc ation s aw a y.So we'l l have to  do it i npe rson. S ince I can'tsp are any of  y oucomman d e rs, I wi ll be moving my headqua r ters to  Ca rlos'  Nes t. I need  tw enty v olu n teers— one or  twofr ome a ch of y ou r o rg anizations s hou ld do  i t. C olonel? "

She addressed h e r c hief of staff  an d di r e ct edh im tota k e o v e r volunteer rec ruitment."A n da radio op e rat or . Davis ?"

Dav is no d ded.

T he room w as silent .Hers e nio r officer,  her chi ef of sta f f, he l dup hi s h and to  s tem  therush o u t o f the  room. 
"Mothe r-Gen er al, I re alize Carlos is your so n, but  youcan 't risk b ein g  so  close to  Mak r's cybert s.Wecan't  af f ord t o lo s eyou . "

"N ot t r ue, Colon e l.  I' v e  d one my job. I got  us h ere .  You'r e my  chief tactical o f ficer as well.  You ' r e i n c h arge  n ow of this gre atba t t le thatis  before us.  I trust  y o u'llget us  throu gh it.C a rl o s' fat her,  my  second h usb an d , trust ed  y o u. I s ee n o
 knew_it was_a mistake. Evangels were_the one_group_that believed_Symbiosis_was the way_to peace. Mother-General_looked deeply into the_radio operator's face_as_if trying to read his mind. Her concern was obvious, but she knew she_had_no choice;_the_Evangels_must be part of the_revolution if it was to_succeed. Waste_any more time and the cause would be_lost_permanently—not to mention_she'd lose her children to Makr's wrath.

"I know hating_anything is against your religion, Davis,"_she continued. "Perhaps,_strongly_resent_is a better way_of saying it."

"Mother-General, please be assured,_my fellow Evangels and I will_do as we are ordered. We take_our word seriously.

"As do we, Davis._Thanks for reminding me."

There. That_is that,_she thought. The day would_tell.

"Ladies and gentlemen,_that's the_plan, at least,"_she said. "Before you leave to_do the very_important jobs you all have to_do,_there is one_more_thing.

"Since_the homing_signals have ceased_in_his quadrant,_we_must assume Carlos' group's in immediate_peril._They will be under scrutiny since they_are so close to_a_factory complex; they are_probably surrounded as I speak._We cannot communicate with them from_here without_allowing Makr_to triangulate position, giving both our locations away. So we'll have_to do it in person. Since_I can't spare any_of you_commanders,_I will be_moving_my headquarters_to Carlos' Nest. I need twenty volunteers—one_or two_from each of your organizations should_do it. Colonel?"

She addressed_her_chief of staff and directed him_to take over volunteer recruitment. "And_a radio operator. Davis?"

Davis nodded.

The_room_was_silent. Her senior officer, her_chief of staff, held up his_hand to stem_the rush out of the room.

"Mother-General, I_realize_Carlos is your son, but you_can't_risk being so close to Makr's_cyberts._We_can't afford to lose you."

"Not_true, Colonel. I've done my job._I got us here. You're my chief tactical officer_as well. You're_in charge now of this_great_battle_that is before us. I trust you'll get us through_it. Carlos'_father, my second_husband, trusted you. I see no