Morgan Selwood 3: A Victory Celebration by Greta van der Rol

Author:Greta van der Rol [Rol, Greta van der]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Publisher: Greta van der Rol
Published: 2012-06-29T17:00:00+00:00

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Ravindra stretched his shoulders and wished the chairs in these conference rooms were a bit more comfortable. He'd fielded the questions from his senior admirals, anxious to know what had happened the previous evening. He hadn't gone into detail but the knowing smirks said it all. They were happy; only President Assarta to go. Speaking of which, here was the man himself with his entourage of lackeys. Ravindra stood and bowed.

"Good morning to you, Admiral," said Assarta, returning the gesture. "I trust you all enjoyed your evening, officers," he said to the room at large. "And I understand you retrieved your lady safely?"

"I did, Mister President."

"There was some… ah… fuss, I understand? Armed troops in an innocent nightclub?" He waited, clever eyes on Ravindra’s face. He already knew all this.

If he was expecting an apology it would not be forthcoming. "Unfortunate, I know. We had reason to believe that Suri Selwood was in danger. But my public relations people have already explained this have they not? And apologized for the inconvenience caused?"

"Mister Trimpathi—the owner of the nightclub—is a well-respected businessman here." Assarta’s voice held a note of reproach.

And a generous supporter of Assarta’s Mirka faction. "I assure you, his business won’t suffer. Quite the reverse. The place will have added popularity. And the lads Suri Selwood danced with… they’ll have a story to tell their grandchildren."

"True," conceded Assarta, lips pursed. "Not every man can claim to have danced with the Orionar Queen." His eyes glittered with a hint of malice. He knew what had happened on Krystor and he probably knew about the temple, too. So many leaks.

"Without her your local war would still be unfinished."

Assarta raised an eyebrow. "And when will we have the opportunity to meet this remarkable woman?"

"She’ll be joining me for this evening’s ball."

"Ah. Excellent. Well now. Let’s move on to the agenda items."

Ravindra took the opportunity for a quiet word with Prasad during the morning break, leading him away from the other delegates and out onto a balcony with a murmured excuse. The city basked in sunshine, the sky clear and transparent, a slight breeze stirring the flags on their poles. A far off glitter betrayed the snow caps on the distant peaks, and a bright glare low on the horizon was the second of this system’s twin suns.

Ravindra leaned on the balustrade, one foot propped up on the lower rail. "I want you to investigate, Prasad. This whole business with Morgan smells wrong."

"How did she get off the ship without an escort?"

Ravindra grunted. "It seems Morgan explained that she was going out with a group of Fleet officers and wasn’t that escort enough?"

"Ah. That was a mistake."

"Not one those troopers will make again. They’re already off the ship. After what happened last time she went off on her own..." He took in a deep breath and blew it out again, then shifted his position, turning so that he had his back to the railing, his arms folded. "It all seems to have been very innocent but…" he shook his head and frowned.

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