Black Sheep: A Space Opera Adventure (Flight of the Javelin Book 1) by Rachel Aukes

Author:Rachel Aukes [Aukes, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2020-06-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Throttle felt like she’d walked ten miles by the time she reached the West side, and she supposed she probably had. The clicking in her left brace had worsened, and the hitch in her step had redoubled. The brace needed to be fixed before she ended up without the use of her legs—with her wheelchair back on the Javelin, that would be a very big problem.

Cinder had kept them moving at a fast pace, though it was obvious the lithe teenager was walking at a slower clip than she was accustomed to. Throttle could tell by the way the girl would toss bored glances over her shoulder. Cinder opened a tunnel door just outside the elevator that led to their apartment. She’d held the door just long enough for the four outsiders to climb through, then the door was closed, and Throttle saw no more of Cinder.

Throttle didn’t feel her tension ease until they were all in the elevator and climbing to their floor. She glanced at Birk. “When we get inside, think you can take a look at my braces?”

He nodded. “I’m tired of hearing it click with every step.”

Nolin tapped a finger to his lip. “We should’ve printed off the material to build a second pair of braces back when we still had the printer.”

“We’ll get it back,” Throttle said with more confidence than she felt.

Nolin’s brow creased. “I wonder if Rusty’s bots could be programmed to build a second pair. It seems like those bots can be programmed to do just about anything.”

“As long as you don’t need it right away or even this month. Have you seen those things in action? They make caterpillars look like speed demons. No wonder it took Rusty three centuries to rebuild itself,” Birk said.

She glanced down at her left brace and the fresh blood near her knee where the brace was cutting into her skin. The elevator opened. “I don’t need another. These braces work fine, just need adjusting,” she said and stepped into the hallway.

Throttle was relieved to find the hallway empty and headed to their apartment. She reached into her pocket for her pass-card but found it empty. She frowned. “I’m guessing East took my pass-card.”

“Mine too,” Nolin said.

“Allow me,” Birk said before swiping his card over the reader.

The door opened, and Throttle took a step, only to stop. Finn whipped out a blaster.

Don Simon stood inside their apartment. The Jader held up a hand, though the guard on either side didn’t lower their guns.

Throttle placed her hand on the barrel of Finn’s gun and pressed it lower. “It’s okay,” she said without taking her eyes off Don. “What are you doing here?”

“You missed your nine o’clock meeting with Mr. West.”

“I was otherwise engaged,” she said drily.

“I am to escort you to his office,” Don said. His gaze floated over her team. “Only you.”

“Am I under arrest?” she asked.

He frowned. “No. Why do you ask?”

“No reason.” She looked to her team, ending on Birk. “Looks like I’ll have to get you to work on my leg braces later.

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