Prisoners of Death (Voyages Of The Seeker Book 1) by Keely Caldwell

Author:Keely Caldwell [Caldwell, Keely]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-27T22:00:00+00:00

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The truck rattled to a rumbling stop at the rusty front gate of Page's grandma's little farmhouse. The small square house of gray random stones looked out on the dusty road through twin multi paned windows. A short path of weed choked flagstones marched up to a narrow door of faded red.

Page proceeded the others over the cracked stones and turned the key in the rusty lock He elbowed open the warped door. "Come on in and have a seat, It's been a long day."

Jake rolled his eyes as he followed Page, Ardammt and Tegan into the tiny lounge. "You always were a master of understatement, mate." Jake sank gratefully into a dusty red armchair that tilted with drunken crookedness. "I never imagined when I visited you today that I'd end up running for my life with a couple of aliens in tow."

Ardammt had lowered his long frame onto the lumpy green chintz sofa next to Tegan, but at Jake's words he started to rise with one of those deep dark scowls of his. Tiredly, Jake waved him back down. "Settle, will ya, mate? I didn't mean nothing by that crack."

Ardammt subsided with another scowl for good measure.

Page was disappearing into the small kitchen. "Anybody hungry? I think there's some pizzas in the freezer!"

Ardammt threw the kitchen doorway a confused look. Pizza?

"So," Jake ventured. "You said you two have been traveling. Where is there in outer space to travel to? Are there strange new worlds, new civilizations to discover?"

Ardammt scowled at Jake, but Tegan, her head resting on the back of the sofa and her eyes closed, answered. "There are endless worlds. The civilizations and cultures are so many there is no way to count them all. Human, humanoid, non-human. So many." She seemed to sigh the last two words.

"And these cultures know about our little Earth?"

Ardammt snorted. "Of course. Earth is the humor of the known galaxy. Young wealthy fools from Far Atyns with more time than brains make trips in bizarre ships and dress in strange costumes to try to frighten ignorant humans."

"Hey," Page said, having wandered back into the lounge. "That's rad. So those little gray men everyone always talks about don't exist? It's just a joke?" Ardammt nodded. "Awesome. Oh, I got the pizzas in the oven. Ever had frozen pizza?"

Ardammt shook his head. "Agro-grain?"

"How's that song?" Jake asked.

"Agro-grain. It is the major crop of our home system. Our sister planet Rulgarea is totally devoted to the growing of the Agro-grain. There are plantings and harvests the entire standard year."

Jake seemed impressed. "Is that so? And you export this grain?"

"Yes. The near systems are all well fed because of our grain. Agro-grain has a high content of healthful substances."

Page was impressed too. "Really? So you don't have famine?"

"Famine?" Ardammt turned the word over in his brain for a moment, then shook his head. "No. All of the near systems are well fed."

"How come we don't get any of this Agro-grain?" Jake asked.

Ardammt sneered. "Earth is on the far arm of the Fortaran Galactic core.

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