A Star Pilot's Daring Rogue: A Space Opera Romance by Eva Delaney & Vivi Clarke

Author:Eva Delaney & Vivi Clarke [Delaney, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

“Hey, what are you three doing there?” one of the Supremacy soldiers shouted down the corridor.

I swallowed. Shit. I hoped we would make it to the end of the tunnel and disappear into the crowds on the main thoroughfare. No such luck.

To my left, Antares spun on his heel. I stopped, shifting to put myself between the guards and Polaris.

Antares marched right up to the soldiers.

I closed my hand over the hilt of my gun. We had donned the armor we had stolen on Vinera, but the guard Lady Camilla had sent to the Invictus had recognized us. These men might too.

Antares clasped one of the guards’ arms and patted him on the shoulder. The soldier blinked, confused.

“How you doing, man?” Antares said. “Your commander treating you well down here in the warrens?” He laughed, a hearty laugh that sounded wrong coming from him.

“Good, man, good,” the soldier said, clasping Antares’s arm back. The guard looked too young to even grow a beard. He was all round and baby-faced despite towering over my bounty hunter.

“Can’t complain, no one listens,” the older soldier said, his bushy gray eyebrows furrowing.

Antares laughed a friendly laugh he had never used before. “Ain’t that the truth. Nobody cares what us front-line workers think.”

The older guard nodded solemnly.

In the main walkway behind them, a screen flickered and its image of a nebula vanished. Now, it displayed a photo of a tiny pug and five people in Rigel armor, led by a woman with a scowl and a man with jade green eyes. The word Wanted flashed above it.

Oh, fuck.

It was security footage from Vinera. The man who had bought the Invictus must have recognized us or the captives had woken up and squealed. Now everyone on Etrea would be clamoring to turn us in, including these soldiers the moment they turned around and spotted a screen.

Polaris clenched my arm in a death grip.

“I know,” I whispered.

“What unit are you guys from?” asked the younger guard.

“We’re down here from the jumpship,” Antares said. “Tracking some treasonous bastards.”

“I didn’t hear about that,” the younger one said. He stomped a foot. “They ain’t tell us anything.”

Antares patted his shoulder. “Us little guys are always the last to know about shit and the first to deal with it.”

“I know, right?” the young man said.

I swallowed a chuckle. Antares’s lying was coming in handy again. He was good at fitting in wherever he went—it was useful, but worrying too. What if he was using that skill to play us?

“That dog… I’ve seen him somewhere,” the older soldier said, frowning at Mr. Pancake.

Fuck. I took a step closer to the guards, putting myself between them and the pug.

“What time does your shift end? We should grab a drink,” Antares said, as though he hadn’t noticed the comment about his dog. “You two, me, and my buddies here.” He looked at me over his shoulder, meeting my gaze with a steady stare.

He was getting ready to strike. I took a deep breath and a few steps forward.

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