As the ambassador cruised along in his sleek black shuttle, headed for sector 4 of the seventh compound, a hologram appeared on the visual transmitter.
"Ambassador, we have news of a plot to take your life. Should we proceed with the conference?"
"Yes. Call in extra security to guard the entrance, I'll go in through the back gate."
"Copy that."
As the ambassador arrived at the Interstellar Relations Committee building, several shots rang out in the distance, and the ambassador's window shattered, the other side of the shuttle showered in blood.
"Ambassador? Ambassador! Call in the M-WSST, Now! We've got a shooter on the ridge, just over the buildings!"
The security office was in a frenzy, trying to sort out the mess the Intergalactic Union had been trying to avoid.
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The Other Place
Science FictionStory about travel, wars and relations between distant worlds in the future. Includes pirates, aliens, robots, etc.
