Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... backdoor network.

"Dark Corners," Howard said softly.

"You know about that?" Max's eyebrows raised in surprise.

Howard chuckled softly, "It is a poorly kept secret."

So, Max explained how she was able to find out about the Kintark invasion and the admiralty's covert preparations for it.

Mercedes and Joon both looked angry.

Howard looked disappointed.

Agatha felt those emotions. They were not on the same scale as the ones she felt during the invasion; but it was another flavor she did not enjoy.

"Can you return to the 'dark corners' to recon the admiralty?" Agatha asked, trying to apply concepts she fully understood.

Max blinked.

Joon smiled, "That's brilliant!"

Max shook her head, "I would place this family in jeopardy if the admiralty did a backtrace."

Howard looked thoughtful.

Then Agatha said, "The SysComm ID on the corvette isn't listed."

The entire table looked at the two Agathas.

She shrugged together, "I have run full diagnostics on all applications aboard the corvette."

Howard gazed at Max with an awed expression and softly said, "You're a ghost."

Joon and Mercedes looked at Howard with confusion.

Mercedes asked, "What does that mean, darling?"

Howard explained in his soft baritone how Max was officially listed as special forces, but she was in fact something else. There were rumors of an unlisted division in the TFN that did things very quietly: some rather nasty things, including 'grey' and 'black' ...

... operations.

No one in the division would be open to discuss it, or anything surrounding it. Max would be held accountable under the official secrets act, and could be executed for treason.

Joon stared at Max, "That's why you never told me about that nanoweave stuff... you couldn't."

Max stayed silent with her head bowed eyes looking down at the crumbs on her plate.

Max sat very still, her mind racing, if her family found out about all the horrific things she had done in the name of the Federation, she would lose their love forever.

Howard said softly, "I understand. I knew a long time ago what lengths you would go to in your quest to get justice for Deirdre."

A teardrop fell on to Max's plate, then another.

Mercedes quietly stood and walked around the table to stand next to Max's chair, she gently laid her hand on Max's shoulder. Agatha sat silent, tears streaming down her faces ruining her makeup as she felt the torture of Max's total self-condemnation.

Mercedes inhaled, "You are one of us, you will always be one of us, no matter what you have done. We love you."

Max didn't move: her plate was filling with tears. Years of black op kills filling her mind's vision.

Joon just stared at her, "You've done some really bad things, haven't you?"

Max just nodded, unable to speak.

Joon bit her lip, "Did you do them because you wanted to... or did you do them because it was your job?"

Max looked up a little, seeing Joon through the tears.

"That's what I ...