"Juggernaut!" repeated Tom in a whisper. "Very well, sir. But I sure hope we aren't separated."
"Well have to take what comes. Sh! Here he comes."
"All right, let's go," said the patrol leader.
They continued across the canyon until they reached a four-story wooden structure without windows. Drifi opened a small door and motioned them inside.
"What is this?" Connel demanded.
"This is where you'll stay until Lactu sends for you. Right now, he is in conference with the Division Leaders."
"Divisions of what? Ships? Men?" asked Connel offhandedly, trying not to show any more than idle curiosity.
"You'll find out when the Solar Guard comes looking for a fight," said Drifi. "Now get in there!"
Tom and Connel were shoved inside and the door closed behind them. It was pitch black, and they couldn't see an inch in front of their faces. But both Tom and Connel knew instantly that they were not alone.