Page 233 of Commander’s Mate

“Yes?”

“They understand uncertainty.”

“Good.”

I pointed.

“Route seventeen appears in sixty-two percent of transfers assigned to maintenance-heavy labor worlds. Breskaa Sector Six has the highest concentration.”

The mining engineer from Dreadnought Eight leaned forward.

“If they concentrated skilled workers there, central ventilation control may be locally maintained.”

The ground captain looked at him.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning the slaves may have access the guards do not.”

Everyone started talking.

I stepped back.

That was the part I liked.

Not being right.

Making the next question possible.

Zared came beside me.

“You found this.”

“We found it.”

“You noticed it.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because seventeen was pretending to be an address.”

He looked confused.

“Bad addresses annoy me.”

“That is a powerful tactical doctrine.”

“Laugh all you want.”

“I am not laughing.”

He was.

A little.

I looked at the map.