Cerberus 06 - Ghost Nemesis by Andy Peloquin

Author:Andy Peloquin [Peloquin, Andy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sci Fi & Fantasy
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2020-09-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Shit!

Nolan eased off the trigger and flicked the switch, silencing the energy-charging mechanism. The Balefire’s low humming faded and died, plunging their shelter into utter stillness.

None of them moved a muscle. Nolan found himself holding his breath, tension knotting his spine and neck as he waited. Whether for the alert that they’d been detected and had enemies converging on their position, or for the Parasol to move on, that remained to be seen.

His body was perfectly still, but his mind raced at a million kilometers a minute. No longer staring down the scope and locked into his zone of total concentration, he now had time to process what he’d just seen.

“Tell me I’m not imagining that, Taia!” he said mentally. “Tell me you saw Aidan Severance, too.”

“Affirmative.” Taia called up an image to his HUD. She’d frozen the live feed from the spotter scope at a frame that gave Nolan a clear look at the man’s face. “Facial recognition is a ninety-eight-point-three percent match with the Aidan Severance from the SST video. The uniforms are a match, too.”

It hadn’t just been a mirage of sunlight off the icy canyon walls or the delusions of a sleep-deprived mind. Aidan goddamned Severance, leader of the Sic Semper Tyrannis terrorist organization, was here on Diomedra. Here at Ghostwalker HQ for the mysterious sale of the “next-generation weaponry” Drake was offering.

Bloody hell! Nolan’s jaw muscles clenched. And that fucker Drake is just going to sell it to him!

Drake, a former Ironhand major, was dealing with a terrorist, a man who’d fought on the wrong side of the war. Severance’s organization had killed tens of thousands of soft targets—not soldiers on a battlefield, but innocent men, women, even children, people going about their daily civilian lives—in attacks on schools, business districts, commercial areas, anywhere he could get at them. SST’s primary goal was to liberate the Terran League from their “overlords,” to throw off the shackles of the Nyzarian Empire. Only their way was one of cowardice, the lowest form of scum.

And Drake was willing to put even more powerful weapons into the terrorists’ hands. It should have been inconceivable, but Nolan had met—and killed—far too many people more concerned about their own power and wealth than the consequences of their actions. Greed was a powerful driving force, and it appeared Major Isaac Drake was deep in its avaricious clutches.

Severance’s presence here changed things. He’d come into this mission for the sake of his old Warbeast Team leader—venting Drake’s skull would shut down the Ghostwalkers and wipe the target off Master Sergeant Kane’s back—but with the SST in the mix, Nolan had no choice but to get involved.

“Parasol’s moving off,” the master sergeant said, his voice echoing in Nolan’s earpiece.

“It’ll be out of scanning range in sixty-five seconds,” Taia added. “You’ll have a thirty-second window outside the scan grid.”

It would be enough. His mind flashed back to the conversation he’d had the previous day with Taia, and a single detail leaped out at him. They had to make it work.

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