Prisoners of Darkness (Galaxy's Edge Book 6) by Anspach Jason & Cole Nick

Author:Anspach, Jason & Cole, Nick [Anspach, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Galaxy's Edge, LLC
Published: 2017-12-19T05:00:00+00:00

Imperial Temporary Prisoner of War Interrogation and Detention Facility

Tarrago Prime

Tyrol Gogan drove his gauntleted fist into Thales’s gut once more. For the umpteenth time, Thales wished he’d worked out more. Yes, since being captured he’d lost weight. But there was a part of him that knew if he’d done more core workouts he wouldn’t be suffering as much during these beatings.

Sergeant Gogan of the shock troopers seemed to have sensed this and so had given this area the most attention in the beatings of late.

Thales lay on the floor of the warehouse gasping for air. The weather had turned cool on Tarrago since the defeat. He sucked at its crispness, knowing winter was coming on. It would be a hard and cruel winter if they weren’t rescued, or exchanged, soon.

And that was unlikely.

Unlike many others, Major Thales of the Repub Naval Artillery didn’t hold out much hope for a rescue. The truth was, he’d never had much faith in the Republic. He doubted any rescue operation was underway, nor any sort of negotiations for some kind of prisoner exchange. He doubted anything was going to change in his circumstances.

“Seriously…” wheezed Gogan, his bucket off, his face red and florid. “You’re gonna need to talk, fat boy.”

The two shock troopers behind Thales dragged him to his feet. Stood him upright. Steadied him.

Gogan hit him again. Savagely. Knocking him to the cracked concrete of the factory that now served as the camp’s interrogation center.

Thales went lights out.

When he came to thirty seconds later, he was still lying on the cold concrete and Gogan was going on and on about other prisoners taken from Fortress Omicron. About how they were talking. Telling all their secrets to get the orbital defense gun working.

Thales resolved two things in his mind.

This was a lie.

And he would not talk.

Again, the two shock troopers dragged him to his feet. Everything felt distant, and he wasn’t even sure he was making a conscious choice to stand. Only that his mind and his body were in a kind of loose diplomatic alliance to work together regardless of whether he contributed or not. The alliance felt very fragile.

“Just stand there, fat boy,” sighed Gogan. Thales could tell he was winded. If only slightly. The man had pointed to a specific spot on which Thales was to stand. Thales marked the spot with the one eye that remained open.

Then he shifted ever so slightly, hopefully without notice, to a spot just to the right of the one he’d been ordered onto.

He’d read about that in one of his books. A book on escape and evasion written by some legionnaire hero who’d been taken captive. He’d read that you resisted in a hundred small ways just so your mind didn’t break, because then you’d start telling them everything they wanted to know.

The Dark Legion, the Empire, whatever they were calling themselves, they wanted to know the secrets of the orbital defense gun. Very badly.

Which meant, to Thales, that it still didn’t work.

Which meant…

“Cute,” muttered Gogan.

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