Jack McKinney - Robotech 16 by WORLD KILLERS

Author:WORLD KILLERS
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

So it’s eloquence or violence,

‘Cause no one believes in coincidence!

The Robotones, “Protoculture Junction”

The call from his secret facility under the Royal Hall didn’t awaken Edwards; he slept less and less nowadays, animated by his relentless hunger to wrest control of the REF, and by his frustration that Minmei, still in solitary confinement, was steadfast in her refusal to so much as speak to him.

His first impulse was to call his security convoy over to the Royal Hall with lights flashing and sirens wailing. But in the cautious head-on power games he was playing with Lang and the rest of the Plenepotentiary Council, he couldn’t afford to attract attention to the secret advantage he held. So the trip was low-profile.

With Ghost Rider guards flanking, Edwards picked his way through the catacombs under the gargantuan Royal Hall, coming at last to the carefully guarded installations that was under his personal control.

“We have a contact signal, sir,” the officer on duty explained, “but no response to our acknowledgment. We just get the same word in code.”

The officer turned up the volume and the speakers murmured Edwards’s name over and over.

Edwards issued terse commands. The room was cleared, leaving him alone with the apparatus. It took a bit of remembering, but he had been careful to learn how to operate the devices himself.

“Edwards here.”

There was a moment’s silence, then he found himself looking into the face of the Invid Regent.

I knew it! Edwards exulted. Perhaps it was in some measure a function of the strange insights he had gotten when he had taken that brain-boost from the captured Invid equipment, but perhaps it was just as much a matter of his innate suspicion. In any case, he had never believed that the creature strangled on Tirol by Tesla was the real Regent.

“You took your time answering, Human,” the Regent said.

“I’m here now. What do you want?”

Each was inspecting the other with the same thought: this fool could be the answer to my problem!

“There have been…unfortunate mishaps,” the Regent said. “Your enemies and mine now hold Haydon IV.”

Edwards bit back an insult; he had to appear absolutely calm. The failure of his Ghost Riders to return from the pursuit of Breetai had been clear enough proof that the Zentraedi had probably linked up with the damned Sentinels. But to hear that they had triumphed again was almost enough to make him doubt his own high destiny to rule all Creation.

But no; here was the Regent, a sign that Edwards was, indeed, the Chosen of the Gods.

Edwards resisted the impulse to taunt the Regent; he would need the creature’s goodwill for a while longer yet. “That’s too bad. What are we going to do about it?”

The Regent hid his satisfaction at hearing that Edwards would willingly be a part of the Regent’s web of machinations. “I am on my way to the Home Hive on Optera now. Once there, I will contact you with details of our combined effort. The Protoculture willing, we shall wipe the Sentinels out of existence.

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