Battlecruiser Alamo: Victory or Death (Battlecruiser Alamo Series Book 3) by Richard Tongue

Battlecruiser Alamo: Victory or Death (Battlecruiser Alamo Series Book 3) by Richard Tongue

Author:Richard Tongue [Tongue, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2013-08-21T21:00:00+00:00


Chapter 15

The boat had been powering down the river for hours; Orlova and Caine had both dozed on and off, making sure that at least one of them was always awake to keep an eye on Steele. Soon after they got under way, one of the women had started treating her, rebinding her wounds with professional skill. It was frustrating watching her suffer; a few hours treatment in the medical bay back on Alamo was all she really needed. The crew had stopped attempting to talk to them after a while, despite several attempts for each to make themselves understood.

Casting occasional glances at the river bank, Orlova realized that they had been fortunate; the boat was traveling ten times faster than they could have managed, and there had been no sign of anything other than the occasional shelter. Finally, as the first light of dawn began to break the horizon, she saw a flickering light from the far riverbank, and the boat curved in towards it. She nudged Caine with her elbow; the lieutenant woke with a start.

"What is it?"

"Wherever it is we're going, I think we've arrived. Look."

The light was a strange green, flickering on and off; there was a large wheel in the water, rotating rapidly, sending spray flying around, and another long jetty that the boat was heading towards. At the end of the jetty was a building, roughly carved from the local wood, with an opened door sending beams of yellow light into the darkness.

One of the men came over to them and gestured – with his hand this time, rather than a gun – that they should stand by the side of the boat, and with a look back at Steele, they complied; she was getting better care here than they could provide for her. As they drew closer to the bar, the lights started to spell out a name in fluorescent green, 'Orlov's'. Orlova's eyes widened at the sight.

"It's not an uncommon name, Maggie," Caine said, putting her arm on her young friend's shoulder.

"I know, I know. Still."

A tall woman wearing a plain brown dress ran out of the building, grabbing the line and securing it fast while the men pulled the boat up to the bank. She took a look at Orlova, and her eyes narrowed; she ran back into the building, yelling something in the same language as the men. Shrugging, Caine and Orlova stepped up onto the jetty. The jungle seemed to have been cleared a bit here; behind the building they could see a wide trail leading off, pitted with old track marks. Crates and cases were stacked semi-randomly around, and the men started to unload some of their cargo to join it.

A figure emerged from the door, and shook his head when he looked at the newcomers. The woman was with him, pulling him by the hand, and suddenly, inexplicably, Orlova knew. She bolted towards the man, her arms flailing wildly about, while one of the men chased after her, his gun swinging in his hands.



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