Current Drift by Kate Sheeran Swed

Author:Kate Sheeran Swed
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spells & Spaceships Press

CHAPTER 13

Sloane’s hand was still extended toward the book, her knees yelling at her that she’d been crouching for a little longer than was comfortable, but she found it impossible to move when her uncle was standing before her, free and unhindered, with CTF thugs flanking him to either side like loyal protectors.

Vin held a shooter in his own hand, and though he hadn’t raised it in her direction, he was allowing his Federation friends to raise their weapons at her. In her book, it amounted to the same thing.

Vin might have gone running from Lostelle in a panic, but he looked perfectly calm now, with his mouth set in a determined line. Like he was merely doing what needed to be done, distasteful as it might be. In his mind, he’d found her in bed with the enemy—literally this time—and, as he’d lost the ability to heed any kind of sense, he’d fallen in with an even worse enemy. Far, far worse.

Striker himself slipped out of the shadows now, stealthy as the wolf he truly was, teeth bared in what might have been loosely interpreted as a smile. Ever the hero, he hovered a step behind Vin, as if ready to throw himself behind her uncle in case of sudden violence. He’d added a trio of patches to the upper right corner of his vest, which made him look more like a mountaineer than a conquering general, but then, fashion could be a subjective thing. Perhaps they were badges to commend him for his kills.

Sloane rose slowly and backed toward Gareth, keeping her body as fully between him and the weapons as she could. He could yell at her about it later, if he wanted; he was the one who’d almost been murdered on Lostelle. There, Vin had escaped rather than coming after her, which he could easily have done. She could use the fact that he would hesitate to hurt her.

As she moved, though, a chorus of clicks and energy-boosting whines echoed from every direction, rendering her position rather a moot point. They were surrounded.

This would be a good time for the lookout bots to come crashing in. Silently, she sent a message to BRO on her eye screen. Can you send the bots to back us up? They’re right outside.

There was no response.

“Nice work, Vincent,” Striker said. “You succeeded where I failed. Multiple times, I don’t mind admitting.”

It was one thing to know that Vin was here to turn her in—had lured her here, in fact—and another to have it confirmed.

“Do not tell me you turned me in for that bounty,” she said, though if there was another explanation, she couldn’t imagine what it might be. Her throat was dry, each swallow stabbing her throat with new intensity. The dust in here was unbearable.

Striker had been throwing that bounty all over the galaxy, and it’d been chasing her from the Fringe to Torrent and all the way to Obsidian City. She’d fought off eight-limbed bounty hunters and thrown mud roaches in pursuers’ faces to escape it.

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