Sareen's Saga - The Antecessors, #6

Sareen is the first native-born Kuiperian. When her plan to explore interstellar space is thwarted by the governor, events explode into the first interplanetary war. Then she races across space and time protecting her family and friends. But there are surprises waiting.

This book is volume six of the fun-to-read Antecessors series of Christian space operas.
 

Here is a sample read from Sareen's Saga:

Sareen sat in her office looking out at the Milky Way. She reached out an arm as if to caress the velvet glow of distant stars and nebulae. Her com interrupted her reverie. She read the message and frowned. She grimaced and laid her com on her desk. She folded her arms. 
Her com buzzed again. It was Lars. She answered, "Come see me."
When Lars knocked, her back was to the door. "Come in," she snapped without turning around.
"Aunt Sareen, are you okay?"
"Look at our galaxy, Lars. Isn't it beautiful?" Her voice quavered.
"Yes, it is."
She twirled her chair to face him. "I can't believe it. Your great-grandfather would have smashed his face in."
Lars reared back and raised his eyebrows.
"I'm sorry, Lars. I shouldn't speak of your father so."
"I'm not happy with him either. What are we going to do?"
"Do?" She threw her hands up. "What can we do? He's in charge. His orders are final."
"Maybe we can talk him into changing his mind."
"No, Lars, he won't change. Brev never wanted to go exploring. He was against it the whole time. His weak support is the reason we're not already on our way."
"I heard Dad say as much."
"This is so frustrating. All this work down the drain because he…" Sareen stopped herself.
Lars stood quietly.
Sareen let out a breath and said, "Lars, let's find out who's behind these murders before we say anything else. We should first be getting to the bottom of this mess anyway."
"I agree. By the way, Samuel refuses to talk."
"He's afraid. I can't say I blame him. We probably saved his life by putting him in custody." 
"There's this hope, Aunt Sareen. Father may not be re-elected after this."
"That's no hope. Lars, do you have any idea how many people agree with him?"
"Yeah, I know."
They studied each other's faces.
Sareen sneered. "We live with a pack of sugar wimpies."