Dr. Aris Thorne stared at the final number on his console: .
“Lia,” he said, pointing at the screen. “Look at the second line of the message.”
“How much have we racked up?” Aris asked.
It wasn't a code. It wasn't a glitch. It was the invoice.
Lia reached for the master override. “Aris, we’re bankrupting the homeworld.”
Because some bills aren’t paid in currency. They’re paid in courage.