(eng) K. F. Breene - Finding Paradise 01 by Fate of Perfection

Author:Fate of Perfection [Perfection, Fate of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The craft jumped and then dipped. “Huh.” Millicent hit the button, labeled in a language she didn’t understand, and experienced the same jump and dip. “Defensive maneuvering, maybe?”

She hit the button next to it. The vessel’s right side dipped, careening. She directed them back to the mostly unused upper travel way, far enough ahead of the security craft to risk leaving the freighter’s shadow. “The buttons are programmed for preplanned defensive maneuverings . . .”

“Handy.”

Millicent jumped at the deep tone and glanced back to see Ryker entering the cockpit. His hair was loose and messy. He took the copilot’s seat and looked over the controls. “How long was I out?”

Millicent glanced at her wrist and then clicked a button that made the craft function as close to a system-guided vessel as possible. She stretched. “Three hours.”

Ryker frowned and looked straight ahead. In the distance, a thick line interrupted the sparse nothingness. Black fog condensed, hovering over what had to be Los Angeles.

“We’re almost there,” she said, refusing to acknowledge the flurry of activity in her stomach closely resembling fear. Fear wouldn’t help. She needed to stay focused. Determined.

“Did the security vessel give you any problems?”

“No. I stuck close to the freighter until I was sure our pursuers were left behind. They won’t stay back there forever, though. All we’ve gained is time.”

“Hopefully that’s all we need.”

His tone was flat, which meant he was thinking the same thing she was—doubtful.

“How’s your arm?” Millicent asked, steering the craft back into the travel way. It had a habit of drifting left.

“You learn quickly.” Ryker glanced down at his injured shoulder. The top half of his suit still hung from his hips. “The skin is still fusing together, but it’s better.”

“Does it still hurt?”

“Like hell, yeah. But tolerable.” He settled back. “You should get some sleep.”

“I took an upper. I’m sufficiently wired for what comes next. Speaking of . . . What comes next?”

He ran his fingers through his hair. “We need to find the location where we’re supposed to meet Roe.”

“Yes, I realized that much. But how do we go about doing that? We’ll have to find parking for this vessel, probably get tags for it to make it look legit . . . or we have to dump it. But if we dump it, how will we get around? Just you and I would stand out, but with Marie . . . people are going to notice us, and someone is going to ask questions.”

“How many uppers did you take?” His gaze fixed on her face.

She frowned. “One. Why?”

He analyzed her for a moment longer before minutely shaking his head and directing his focus straight ahead again. “Step one, we get into the city somehow. Step two, we figure it out. Relax. I’ve got this all under control.”

“Yeah. I can tell.” Millicent guided them back to the route. “The others?”

“The baby is sleeping, and Trent is muttering to himself. His eyes are closed, though, so probably nightmares.”

“That guy didn’t sign up for this.

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