No respect for life.
Wi.
She calls all her friends and finds that she has woefully few.
It\'s bigger than anyone knows.
All the way to the heart of the Federation.
With an eye toward taking the entire supply line down, she launches into the greater galaxy.
Rivka is having none of it.
Nothing more than property.
Bought and sold.
Run by the Corranites, creatures that have always traded in intelligent alien life.
In sentience.
It\'s the trade.
Or the law.
No respect for life