Edge of Conquest (The Restoration Armada Book 1) by Hugo Huesca

Author:Hugo Huesca [Huesca, Hugo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-13T06:00:00+00:00

Delagarza could feel his heart rate slowing as all pain and fear abandoned his body. Even the blood flow slowed, which was probably a bad omen. He pressed against his wounds harder. Strange. That hadn’t been his conscious decision at all.

Just give up, Delagarza told himself, it’s over. Stop nagging at me and let me bleed out with some dignity.

He closed his eyes and let darkness overtake him.

It’s not over until I say it’s over, himself answered back, now shut up and let me focus. I never quite got the hang of this one.

The reg-suit spat a constant blare of warnings at him. Cold seeped through the suit’s damaged fabric, and power drained out of the battery.

It was a race to see what would kill him first—the cold or the blood-loss. So far, the blood-loss was winning, but the cold wasn’t giving up hope.

Besides the indescribable agony of being shot in the stomach three times, Delagarza felt at peace.

He had done his best. For once in his life, he had done good. Sure, he deeply regretted it and he wished he’d never tried, but he still had done it, and that had to count for something.

I wonder if I’ll see my mother. Maybe there’s an afterlife, after all.

Believe me, if there’s a God, we’re on his naughty list. Now shut up and do as I say. Get Rajpar’s attention. He’s hiding behind his stand. Ask him to let you use his wristband. Yours is compromised, that’s how Strauze kept tabs on you. Call Cooke, or Charleton. Ask them for help. Have them get you to a doctor. On the down-low, though. No hospitals.

Delagarza rolled his eyes. This part of dying sucked. The hallucinations. The talking to himself. Why couldn’t he just dream of his childhood? Whatever. His heartbeat had all but disappeared. It was over.

What did I just tell you? I slowed your heartbeat. You’re not bleeding out yet. Now ask Rajpar for help. Hurry, this meditation is fucking hard to maintain from my own subconscious. And there’s digestive acid soaking my intestines, which doesn’t help at all.

“Dude…” Delagarza muttered. Just. Stop. Let it go. She’s dead. We failed. The EIF is not getting their space princess.

She’s Reiner’s daughter. And I care because she isn’t dead.

Delagarza blinked. He flashed the clean memory of Edith Sharpe as the bullet plastered her brains all over her own clinic’s walls.

That’s not Isabella Reiner.

What? She said…

What she had to say to protect Isabella. She lied. People do that. Get used to it.

This can’t be happening.

Our job isn’t over, Delagarza.

“I am a prim and proper asshole,” Delagarza whispered.

He opened his eyes.

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