Dial D for Deadman: A Space Team Universe Novel (Dan Deadman Space Detective Book 1) by Hutchison Barry J

Author:Hutchison, Barry J. [Hutchison, Barry J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Zertex Books
Published: 2017-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Nedran yawned as he beckoned them into his workshop, indicating for them to stay as quiet as possible.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” he muttered. He almost closed the door on Artur, before spotting him. “And what’s he doing here? Shouldn’t he be locked up?”

“If ye must know, I was helping out on an important mission,” Artur said, striding through the door.

“That’s a generous way to describe your involvement,” said Dan. He waited until the door was closed, then held out the mempod. “I need you to access this.”

Ned blinked through half-asleep eyes and peered at the pebble like device in Dan’s hand. “What’s on it?”

“Don’t know,” said Dan. “Paradise West gave me case file references and—”

“Paradise West?” said Ned.

“Yeah. She gave me case file references, and the only—”

“As in… As in Paradise West? You asked Paradise West for help? Are you out of your mind?”

“Probably,” Dan conceded. He gave the mempod a little waggle, snapping Ned’s attention back to it. The older man hesitated, but then took it and held it up to the light.

“It’s a new model. Not sure it’ll work.”

“You’ll make it work,” Dan said. “You always do.”

“Hmf,” said Nedran. He nodded to Dan’s chest. “You’ve got a hole in you. We should fix that.”

“Later,” said Dan. “Get me those files.”

Ned shook his head and rolled his eyes, but knew there was no point arguing. “Fine. Give me twenty minutes. If you want to patch yourself up, go ahead. You know where everything is.”

“Before ye go, have ye any beer?” asked Artur.

Ned stopped and looked back. “Sorry?”

“Beer. Ye know. Alcohol. Have ye maybe got some stashed about the place somewhere? In case of emergencies, or what have ye?”

“No,” said Nedran. “No beer.”

“Aw, right. Gotcha. Shame.”

Ned hesitated. “Right,” he said, then he yawned again, and headed through a gloss-painted door into what Dan knew to be a very small, very cluttered study.

“Twenty minutes,” Dan said. “OK, then.”

He tried to look down at the wound in his chest, but it was too high up for him to bring it properly into focus. His fingertips traced the edge, trying to work out how bad it was. Bad enough, but repairable. Most things were. So far, at least.

While Artur set off to explore the workshop, Dan flipped the lids off a few storage boxes until he found a pack of needles and some surgical thread. The hole in his chest was too big to just stitch closed, but if he cut a chunk of flesh from Ned’s stock of body parts, he could plug it up. The viewing angle meant it wouldn’t be easy, and wouldn’t be neat, but it was better than leaving a hole all the way through from his front to his back.

He had removed his coat, and was working on his shirt when he caught Ollie watching him. “You might want to look away,” he warned her. “It won’t be a pretty sight.”

“I’m OK,” said Ollie, smiling back at him.

“I wasn’t asking,” said Dan.

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