Star Trek: Typhon Pact - 07 - Raise the Dawn by Iii David R. George Iii;David R. George

Author:Iii David R. George Iii;David R. George [David R. George Iii;David R. George, Iii]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction, General, Adventure, Media Tie-In, Fiction
ISBN: 9781451649567
Publisher: Pocket Books/Star Trek
Published: 2012-06-26T07:00:00+00:00

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In his cramped cabin, Denison Morad worked his padd to confirm the vessel’s location: it had just entered the Nivoch system, on course for the second planet, which supported a midsized Cardassian colony. Then he sent a signal to the other three of his associates on board. Renest Kener and Govar Hekt replied at once, confirming their preparedness, but valuable time passed without a third response. Just as Morad thought he would have to leave his cabin, skulk along the crew deck, and quietly knock on a door, Koler Trang finally transmitted his readiness.

Morad quickly bent to his travel case and extracted from it the disruptor pistol that Kener had assembled during their journey. Needing to pass through security scans, Morad and his True Way sympathizers had each carried component pieces of the tools they would need to accomplish their task. Once under way, Kener, their tech expert, had constructed two disruptors, two explosive devices, and a computer-override interface.

The group of four had all separately signed on to work aboard the tow vessel Formek after half of its eight-member crew failed to arrive for duty prior to its departure from Olmerak. Hardly uncommon, such defections from crews on for-hire vessels occurred for a variety of reasons, among them illness, an overindulgence in kanar, a pretty woman, a handsome man, arrest, death, and even, on rare occasions, a better opportunity on another ship. In this case, the missing crew had suffered from encounters with Hekt and Trang. Desperate to deliver their cargo on time, Formek’s master had taken on the first four qualified individuals who’d happened by looking to work for a berth—although Morad suspected that the master’s requirements included only the abilities to walk, draw breath, and pull an antigrav sled.

After tucking the disruptor into his waistband, Morad pulled on a jacket to cover it. Not by nature a violent man, he would nevertheless do whatever he needed to do in order to push Cardassia back to its days of greatness. Ready to continue that pursuit, he touched a control on his padd that would signal the others to take action.

Morad tossed the padd onto the cot—he’d have time enough to retrieve it later—then slapped at the button beside the door. The single panel slid halfway open, then ground to a halt. “Worthless scow,” he grumbled, though he knew well how valuable the old tug would be. He threw a shoulder against the door jamb, then lifted his leg to the panel and pushed. The door moved a finger’s length, then another, and at last withdrew completely into the bulkhead.

Stepping into the corridor, Morad glanced to his left, where he saw Trang standing several doors down, outside his own cabin. Peering in the other direction, he spotted Kener, and ahead of her, Hekt. All three looked to Morad, who raised his hand above his head and pointed one finger to his right, toward the center of the ship.

A vessel designed to tow large objects, Formek more or less resembled the wings of a bird.

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