STORM SLAVE: THE STORM PLANET SERIES: VOLUME THREE by Garnet M

Author:Garnet, M. [Garnet, M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: M. Garnet
Published: 2015-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Negotiation and losing….

The Slave/Queen sat on a raised chair at the head of a very long table. Often at her back was the dark figure of a feared Assassin, but always on the chair at the right side of the table, lower like the rest who sat in this room, was the Advisor Dee Con DeArmond.

She was totally exhausted from these talks and the charade she had to put on, as she sat through the time periods of these negotiations. She needed contact with her husbands and they weren’t near.

Loralei knew she had to call on her old police training from Earth. Before Bleak had taken her, she had lived a full life very different from the one on this world. Her parents were decent and both worked hard.

She had done well in high school and gotten a couple of small scholarships that helped with what her parents could add, to get her into Bowling Green University. This was a very reputable college that many traveled to attend, but she was lucky that is was close to her home, in a small town on Earth.

In her second year, she got interested in crime TV and started picking out special criminal studies. She finished with glowing marks in just three years instead of four. She went back to her small town to enroll in the local police training process.

Loralei had found just the place she needed to be. She continued to study with an eye on the FBI entry courses. The small, but up to date police department had room for her to move up. There was no discrimination due to sex or race, and she was treated with the respect she earned.

Had she not answered the call about a space ship over the water bottling plant, she would have made her parents very proud. Instead, knowing that the report had to be some type of joke, she and her partner went out to the bottling plant.

Now she sat in this room, knowing no one back on Earth would believe her story. One thing she brought with her from her old planet was her ability to be a good cop. Almost everyone she was talking to was lying.

So, in the old police stations on Earth, you took the scum to the interrogation room and you let them think you were not smart. You pretended to believe what they said, until they ran down. Finally you showed them what you had that would send them to the lock-up.

Without anyone taking control, the emissaries and the screen contacts were talking over each other. What she was looking for was the ones who were not arguing or talking. There were only two.

Without being obvious, she let her eyes examine the screens with the two silent males. There was the difference between day and night of the two individuals. Both were males and both were the complete head of their worlds. Both worlds were also over several other worlds that were dependent on them. There the differences started.

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