Cindy Psi: Spy In Training

In the prow of a massive spaceship, light years away from the happy union on Adriá, two tentacled, green forms were conferring in front of a huge window that looked out over the stars and a fleet of countless other ships.

“The asset has failed us, oh supreme commander.”

“One is aware. A minor setback, this is all. We still have the primary alliance.”

“The one that glows? Yes. But do we trust it? It is … reckless.”

“You are correct. But one can manage the recklessness. One already has another asset in mind to act as the … Conduit. All that needs to be done is to orchestrate a connection between the glowing one and this creature …”

And an image formed in the second Turg’s mind. An image of a young boy, sat in a chair, looking at his shoes.

Turgs are not known for positive emotions by any stretch, but something approaching admiration formed in the mind of the second Turg.

“This is most … fitting, Oh Supreme Commander.”

“One knows. This is why one is Supreme Commander. We shall strike again, and this time we shall prevail. This troublesome new barrier will be as nothing and their galaxy will be ours. Go now. Be about one’s duties.”

The second Turg inclined its head, or the top of its cone-shaped body that passed as a head, slightly.

“As you wish, oh Supreme Commander.”

As the second alien left the Supreme Commander turned to the window and seemingly mused to itself.

“You are coming, are you Cindy Psi? Well, one thinks you may not like what you find when you get here.”

There followed a sound like the gurgle of something unmentionable being flushed down a drain.

The Turg Supreme Commander was laughing.

Cindy Psi will return in Cindy Psi: Triple Cross…