Chapter 55 - The Planet Halka, p. 2 (Patreon)

“Fuck, that wasn’t a Halkan. His DNA is Romulan,” I swore, waving off the security that jumped into action, Tyr already standing over the man with his rifle pointed down, ready to fire, even though he was getting the same sensor readings that I was, telling me that the man was already dead. Caution was good as sensor readings could be faked, so I didn’t tell him to stop. “He’s dead. You know what this means, don’t you?”