Starship Insurgent by Tripp Ellis

Author:Tripp Ellis [Ellis, Tripp]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military, SF
Publisher: self-published
Published: 2017-02-20T18:30:00+00:00

28

Emma

A crowd of onlookers were starting to gather. Emma rolled Rocco over and cuffed his hands behind his back and searched his pockets for contraband. She took his mobile device, a pair of keys, his wallet, and some loose change. Then she grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the car. She threw him in the backseat and crawled in alongside him. She kept her pistol aimed at his head. She pulled her door shut and Anderson sped away.

"Who are you people? " Rocco asked. "You're not cops."

"Shut up," Emma barked.

"I need medical attention."

"If you don't shut up, you're going to need a lot more of it.”

Anderson raced through the streets of the city, weaving in and out of traffic. He pulled his mobile from his pocket and dialed Laurent. It rang a few times and went to voicemail. "Call me when you get a chance. We have the package."

"Oh, so I'm a package? Who do you people work for?” Rocco’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed the two of them. "You guys are intelligence. But you're not from Mosaav.” His eyes lit up as he had an epiphany. "So the UIA sent agents all the way to Aldebaran. That's interesting. I know you're not getting cooperation from our government. So, what's your connection to the MPD?"

"You seem like a smart guy," Emma said. "I'm sure you realize by now that we're not taking you to jail."

"That's good. I hate jail. I hate cops for that matter."

"We are taking you somewhere much worse.”

Anderson glanced in the rear view mirror at Rocco. "We're not supposed to be here. So that means we don't have to play by any rules."

"You're not going to get shit out of me."

Anderson grinned. "We’ll see about that."

"What happened back there in the apartment?" Emma asked.

"Bunch of dead cops, that's what happened." Rocco had no remorse.

"Under my seat there's a black bag,” Anderson said. “Place it over the scumbag’s head."

Emma leaned forward, keeping her pistol aimed at Rocco. She felt underneath the seat until her fingers brushed across a fabric bag. She pulled it out and draped it over Rocco’s head.

Anderson drove to a UIA black site. It was an unacknowledged location. Pinford didn't know about it.

It was an old warehouse in an industrial district. The perimeter was lined with a tall concrete wall topped with concertina wire. A faded logo was painted on the side of the beige wall that read M&J Fabrication. The paint was peeling and cracking.

Anderson pressed the remote attached to his keychain, and the front gate slid open. He pulled into the compound and parked in front of the structure. From the street, it was impossible to see inside the compound. The main structure looked abandoned. Broken, milky windows were scattered about.

Emma and Anderson dragged Rocco inside the building as fast as they could. It was dark and dusty, and there were still old invoices littering the floor. One of them was dated 2367. This place hadn’t been operational in quite some time.

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