Chapter 149 The Reverse Burn

"The math doesn't work. It is not simply a trifle away, Ryker, it is impossible physically.

Vane threw a grease-streaked wrench on the mahogany desk of the Command Center. He resembled what you would call an insomniac. Like the mugs of chicory coffee that lay empty round his datapad, it showed a fa...

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