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It was the great paradox of command. Her role was to set objectives, define goals, and let her people work. But once that was done, there was often little she could do but sit back and wait to see whether the dominos she set to falling landed as intended or went askew.
Ensign Fan turned away from the communications console. “That’s what the people of Earth used to think, right up until World War III. Every time I think about those killer ’bots in the streets of Paris, I get a shiver down my spine.”
Pike was livid. Decorum demanded he conceal it; duty required him to move past it.
