Raider X by Jon F. Merz

Author:Jon F. Merz [Merz, Jon F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

The guard brought Thatcher a meal of schnitzel, roasted potatoes and carrots. Thatcher ignored the carrots but ate the rest of the meal and found it of decent quality for a war ship. He would have much preferred being back aboard the Archimedes and settling in for a three course meal complete with wine, but at least he wasn’t dead. As he polished off the remnants of the food, he he decided to adopt that as his motto from here on out: at least he wasn’t dead.

One could do a lot with that, he mused. It was a pretty decent thing, after all. No matter how bad things got or how much of a failure one might have thought they were, at least they weren’t dead. He wiped his mouth on the cloth napkin that had come with his tray, took a drink from the glass of water, and then leaned back at the small desk where he’d set himself up to eat, feeling relatively content.

He had to figure out how he was going to sabotage this vessel. Especially when he was confined to quarters for the moment and had an armed guard outside of his cabin. There would be no way he’d ever have the freedom to roam the ship and find out its weak points.

He also needed to know how soon the Loki was planning to offload the other prisoners it had taken from the Archimedes. Thatcher certainly would not move to blow the ship up while there were still lots of innocents aboard. The sabotage would have to come later.

In a way, he figured it was a good thing. If he did get any measure of freedom, then he would use the time to build up his trust with Schwarzwalder, hoping the Captain didn’t figure him for much of a threat. Get in his good graces and then see if an opportunity arose that Thatcher could exploit to his own ends.

He wondered if Hewitt was back in London tracking the progress of Raider X. He figured probably not, although by now he would know that the Archimedes was sunk. Thatcher sighed. All of this would have been so much easier if they could have simply had a few destroyers lay in wait and shell Raider X as she came out of port. Either that or a few bombing sorties could have finished her off as well.

But no, Hewitt had to insist that his sacrificial lamb could do the job with less risk. Lucky him.

There was a knock on the door and Thatcher looked up. “Come in.”

The door opened and his guard stood there. “Herr Thatcher, Mein Kapitan asks you to come with me.”

Thatcher stood and wiped his mouth once more. “Shall I leave this here?”

“Ja.”

Thatcher nodded and followed the guard back out into the passageway. They retraced their steps but instead of heading for the bridge, the guard diverted and went up another flight of stairs that led to a new corridor Thatcher had never seen. He did his best to memorize every step he took.

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