Moon City_A Limbus, Inc. Novel by Benjamin Kane Ethridge

Author:Benjamin Kane Ethridge [Ethridge, Benjamin Kane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 1942712650
Google: _CYLvgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1942712650
Goodreads: 31134805
Publisher: JournalStone
Published: 2016-09-16T00:00:00+00:00

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After all the fuss about fingerprint signatures and documenting who he worked for, Dean was standing in the apartment that had belonged to his friend Rick Agate. The two-room apartment wasn’t much to speak of, and the front door’s knob had to be thoroughly wrenched on to open up, but it was leagues beyond the shack he’d just departed.

The first thing he did was toss an old can of baked beans into the incinerator. They weren’t that powerful smelling, but Dean was certain that bacteria would find a home in their barbecued-cradled glaze before too long. Didn’t matter if you were on a planet, moon, meteor, or asteroid—bacteria ruled. He would always fear and respect every colony of the microbugs.

And hate them for their disease and their smell.

He went to activate the incinerator and then thought against it. There were probably more things to burn and he only wanted to deal with the stench once, because his stomach was in sour knots right now.

Butterball ran into the bedroom. Dean didn’t feel like exploring just yet, so he sat on the couch and looked at his phone. Maybe just looking at his newsfeed and Facebook would relax him to the point where he could start thinking about what to do next. He hoped these other “support” people didn’t show up before he figured what that was.

His finger slid up the newsfeed. Limbus had neural interface where you could just mentally scroll through the feeds, but that was too creepy for him. He opted to keep his phone and do Internet surfing and social media lurking like the rest of his generation. Sandra was the same way.

Should I call her?

Dean checked his watch. It had been more than a day since they last spoke. She hadn’t even sent him a text message.

Something is wrong.

He went to message her, but just before he could close out the intergalactic news feed, he saw it.

GRETTISH TERROR GROUP WASWAS has posted the latest Zetú slave execution.

A blond woman who looked like Washington, DC Barbie explained that “several ships had been taken, and it was debatable at this time if those ships had not been under the protection of All-Galaxies, Limbus, Inc., and Wewato LLC.”

Dean tried not to blink as he watched as they ran footage of a Zetú slave having his limbs cut off. He was relieved it wasn’t his friend Finny-Min, but the relief didn’t quiet his horror or his disgust. He thought to call Sandra, but decided he needed to get his head on straight first. She didn’t like weakness, even though she told him he could show her anything he was feeling.

None of that mattered. He loved her, but it was a shot in the dark right now that he’d ever get to see her again. He needed to stay focused and get this job done. If he could get rid of this Moon City Killer and get the Golden Transport back (and it didn’t screw up during transfer), that would mean everything.

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