" Transmission from the monitor states status as normal, but it should be transmitting a myriad of divisions of information. " OM thought to Trent.
" Perhaps both companies pulled out. " Trent thought back to OM.
" Even then the monitor would update us on most planetary activity. " OM stated.
" Would you like to stop at the crystal caves? " Asked OM.
" No, best to see what is going on at Glittia. " Trent replied.
" Glittia is ten hours out. " OM announced.
When Trent arrived on Glittia he found few living organisms.
" It seems that a highly lethal engineered virus has been released. I can only locate a few patches of bacteria that have survived thus far. Most of all the electronically stored data has been erased. The monitor has a record of an electro magnetic pulse around the time life began to die, but I find no evidence of an apparatus capable of performing such a task on Glittia. " Said OM.
" It would seem that Prigett Ol Amola or Brandon Newn triggered a device that released the virus and activated the electro magnetic pulse which then self destructed. It could have been engaged by remote control, pre-timed or an act of suicide in as much as the monitor would not have let anyone get near or leave. " Trent stated.
" The monitor has no record for the origin of the release site of the virus. Life registrations diminished to their present state over the last four days. " OM said.
" Let's see if Prigett Ol Amola left a record of some sort. " Said Trent
Trent boarded Ship and they left for the VICLA office complex.
" It would seem these beings had trouble breathing during their last moments. " Trent thought to OM as he looked out the window.
" Go to the end of the hall and turn right. The executive offices are on the right. " OM instructed.
" Well, Prigett Ol Amola stayed at her command post to the very end. She wrote a rather scathing letter to Mr. Newn, and she gave herself and energy pulse to the head before she finished it. " Trent thought to OM.
" No mention of what kind of virus, or reasoning for its use? " Ask OM.
" None. Which would indicate Mr. Newn was responsible. " Trent surmised.
" Or, she knew she was going to lose Glittia and sought to deprive INOM of the lithium. " Surmised OM.
" Let's have a look at the INOM headquarters. " Thought Trent.
Ship stopped in front of the INOM headquarters. There were bodies here and there just like the VICLA offices.
" I think the abundance and virulence is due to the establishment of a favorable environment of an indigenous virus, and not an intentional release. There must be another reason that initiated it's rise to a concentration level high enough to cause this annihilation. " Stated OM.
" Let's ask Mr. Newn if he would mind coming back here and give us a guided tour. Ship! To Solim please. " Trent proposed.
" We will soon need to replace this cargo ship. It will not be able to withstand more stress. " OM stated.
" Start scanning for a replacement. I wonder if Mr. Newn will be gald to see us? " Trent thought himself.
" I doubt it, but he will most likely be expecting a visit of some sort. " OM replied.
" Yes he is. We shall not disappoint. " Trent said.
A few hours later they arrived at Solim.
" I am depicting no presents of Mr. Newn. There is however a flight departure record indicating Mr. Newn is on his way to one of his companies operations on a moon orbiting the nest outward planet in this system. " OM announced.
" Ship, please catch up to Mr. Newn. " Trent asked of ship.
A few minutes later they were directly above the transport carrying Mr. Newn.
" The transport is taking evasive action. " OM stated.
" Disable his engine. " Trent ordered.
The transport began spinning.
" The occupants including Mr. Newn have succumb to the inertial forces created by the spinning of their transport. " OM said.
" Lucky him. I suppose we should suggest to the Solim authorities that Glittia be rendered unusable. " Trent thought.
" That would be appropriate. " OM replied.
When they returned to Solim they found the authorities skeptical.
" Well we tried. Let's collect the monitor, acquire a new cargo ship or something like it and head for the dinosaur planet. " Trent stated.
" They will probably wined up contaminating their own planet. " OM predicted.
" Probably. " Trent answered.
" There is a planet called Litus one hundred and fifty or so light years away that seems to be advanced enough to produce an acceptable cargo ship. " OM said.
" Ship, set a course. I wonder if we can get there without a detour. " Trent ordered.
" Receiving distress calls. Six are fuel problems, two are mechanical problems and one pirate attack. " OM announced.
" Not even half way there. Ship, to the pirates please. " Trent requested.
" All but one of the other distress calls are in heavily trafficked routes. " OM said.
" We will take care of that right after the pirates. " Trent replied.
" The transport being attacked just exploded. The pirates are leaving. " OM announced.
" Are we close enough to cause them grief? " Trent asked.
" No. We will be in five minutes. " OM replied.
" How many casualties were there? " Trent asked.
" Four casualties. It was a cargo transport. " OM said.
" Anything on the pirates? " Trent asked.
" There are eight pirates. Their transport is slow and small. " OM answered.
" Ship, set a corse for the disabled transport and take us there immediately after we deal with the pirates. " Trent ordered.
" Their engines are reaching critical levels. Detonation just occurred. " OM stated.
Forty five minutes later they were at the disabled transport.
" Transport AC 29! My name is Trent. How can we be of assistance? " Trent asked.
" You can hand over your transport. " A voice replied as grappling lines attached to the cargo ship.
" Well, this is a new theme. Are you sure you want to do this? " Trent asked.
" Prepare to be boarded. Do not resist, and you will be spared. " They returned.