Omega Force: Redemption (OF7) by Joshua Dalzelle

Omega Force: Redemption (OF7) by Joshua Dalzelle

Author:Joshua Dalzelle [Dalzelle, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-03-17T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

"We made it into the system undetected as far as I can tell," Kage said as he studied his displays. "I'm not seeing any movement from the planet and no active scans are being concentrated in this area."

"Good," Jason said. "Let's go silent. Full countermeasures and passive sensors only. We'll creep in as close to the planet as possible while listening for the netjere's signal."

"It may not be that easy," Kalette said. "The range of the device is very limited and if they have her in a well-shielded room it might not be detectable."

"A bit of a short-sighted design," Kage said. "But don't worry. The passives are extremely sensitive and we're listening to a part of the band that nobody else is transmitting on. Even a bit of leakage on that carrier wave and we should get a good general location."

"Does the existence of the signal mean that she's at least still alive?" Jason asked.

"Yes," Kalette said. "The device is symbiotic in nature ... it will cease to function if the host dies."

"We'll find her," Kage said confidently. "Assuming, of course, that she's still alive and that she's actually on this planet."

Kalette began to softly cry, trying to hide it behind her hands. Jason pretended not to notice as he didn't want to embarrass her. Crusher had no such qualms.

"You've made her cry, you inconsiderate bastard!" he charged loudly, standing up and pointing his finger. "Apologize for your behavior!"

Kage looked completely baffled. "What?!"

"You heard me!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Kage said quickly in a high-pitched voice. He leaned up and over so he could see around Jason to the seat in front of a monitoring station where Kalette was now trying to hide her face with both hands. "Oh! Kalette, I'm sorry ... better?" He seemed to cast his question to both Crusher and Kalette. When she didn't answer, Jason climbed out of the pilot's seat and slid a hand under her upper arm to guide her off the bridge.

"How about we head down the galley and grab a cup of tea," he said.

She stood without protest and allowed herself to be led. "I am sorry," she said, her face still splotchy from crying. "I have been trying to hold it in, but to even consider the fact that the netjere might be dead ... I will have lost the closest person to me and failed at my sole purpose in life."

"No need to apologize," Jason said. "This has to be an enormous burden on you."

"What type of tea do you have aboard?" she asked, wanting to change the subject as she tried to regain her composure.

"Well ... I may have lied about the tea," Jason admitted. "We have something called chroot that has a similar stimulant effect."

"Does it taste similar to the tea you had at your house on S'tora?"

"If you strained it through one of Crusher's dirty socks then yeah ... it's very similar," Jason said without a trace of humor. I really need to get this food synthesizer upgraded or replaced.



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