Fatal Accord by Trevor Scott & Trevor Schmidt

Author:Trevor Scott & Trevor Schmidt [Scott, Trevor & Schmidt, Trevor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Calabria Publishing
Published: 2019-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

18

Astrid eased off the accelerator and let her hover bike slow down to a crawl. It was mid-afternoon and Sector Seven’s market was writhing with Dinari traders. She pulled her patterned scarf higher up over her nose, brown geometric shapes inlaid in the fabric that complemented the tattoos which crawled up her neck. She tilted the hood of her cloak down to obstruct her face in shadow. Astrid’s thick cloak hid most of her curves and would help her to blend into the crowd, or so she hoped. Now wasn’t the time to start a scene. The sun was too hot for what she was wearing, and sweat dripped down her face, soaking into the sand-colored fabric covering her cheeks.

Despite her dense clothing, one person still found her attractive. Ju-Long had maintained a sensual grip on her waist throughout the entire ride. She felt her heart pump as his muscular body pressed up against hers. Astrid couldn’t take much more of his teasing. If she wasn’t trying to keep a low profile, she might have taken him in a back alley right then. No, the risks were too high. Though it was immensely difficult, she tried to bear in mind the gravity of the situation. Liam’s life hung in the balance, and if they didn’t find answers soon it might be too late to catch the person responsible.

The crowded market spilled out from the alleyways where merchants traded vegetables and strips of meat for favors. From what Astrid had heard about the markets, most favors amounted to the straight trade of goods. It was only when one trader had nothing the other wanted that things got interesting. They were passing through a central square that connected two main roads of tightly-packed sand, a number of alleyways jutting out in a hub and spoke pattern from the center.

In the middle of the square stood a bronzed statue of an Ansaran Caretaker, centuries removed from the present. Astrid recognized him immediately from her history lessons. He was Rheyll Ansara, the first Caretaker of Akaru Colony. Unlike his successors, he was universally regarded as just and fair by Ansarans and Dinari alike. He was said to walk among the Dinari without escort, helping to mend the wounded who returned from the long war. Though his exploits were remembered by the Ansarans, Astrid never knew why so few followed his example. Relations with the Dinari had never fared better than during his reign.

Astrid broke free of a mass of Dinari and sped around the edge of the square, weaving between the stands and the gaggle of pedestrians until they were in the clear once more. Ju-Long tugged on the back of her cloak. He might have been yelling to her, but with the whipping wind and her thick hood it was difficult to make out anything but the whistle of the sandy air.

Astrid pulled to the side of the road and decelerated, halting her vehicle next to a two-story clay building, windows boarded up with roughly cut planks.

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