The Kurtherian Gambit Omnibus 07 - The Fans Version: Ahead Full - Capture Death - Life Goes On by Michael Anderle

Author:Michael Anderle [Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2018-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

QBBS Meredith Reynolds, General Lance Reynolds’ Office

Lance heard a knock and looked up. “Yes?” he called, and the door opened. It was Frank.

“Come on in. What’s up?” Lance asked. He set his stylus down and leaned back in his chair, glancing at the old analog clock on the wall. “Not quite quitting time, so business or personal?”

Frank walked in, nodding to Lance before taking the second chair that faced his desk. “Personal business,” Frank answered. “Giles.”

“Oh.” Lance sighed and reached down to the third drawer on the left side of his desk. “Meredith?”

“Yes, Lance?” the EI replied.

“Please unlock my special stash,” he said, and it was done. He opened the drawer and reached in for a glass bottle filled with a blue liquid. He removed the bottle and shut the drawer.

Frank asked, “Didn’t your drawer used to be locked with a key?”

“It did,” Lance replied. He turned in his chair and picked up two glasses from the credenza before turning back. “Patricia took the key three years ago, and I had the lock upgraded so Meredith could open it for me.”

“Well, of course you did,” Frank agreed, reaching for a glass as Lance poured the drinks. “We are speaking about my son, so liquor is a good idea.”

“Kids,” Lance agreed and twisted the top back on, then replaced the bottle in the drawer.

“Just one?” Frank asked.

“Giles,” Lance replied as the drawer locked again, “doesn’t get the good stuff.”

Frank shrugged. “He won’t be here in time to worry about drinks, so no harm, no foul.”

“What is he coming here for this time?” Lance asked, allowing the fire of the Yollin special reserve to burn his throat.

“Believe it or not, something important and relevant.”

Lance looked over his glass at Frank and took a few more sips of the liquid before replying, “You’re right, I don’t believe it.”

“Yes, that’s why Barb asked me to come speak to you.”

Lance pursed his lips. “Barb has a comment?” Frank nodded, and Lance spoke a little louder. “Meredith?”

“Yes, General?”

“Would you connect me to Barb, please?”

The edges of Frank’s lips curled up. “Oooh, going to the source?”

“Of course. She cuts through the bullshit,” Lance replied.

Barb’s voice came over the speakers. “Hi, Lance. I heard that.” Lance started to speak but she continued, “This time the request is to allow Giles access to formal and advanced training in craft and other assorted classes.”

“Why are you asking for craft training? Isn’t there a better solution on the open market than what we have in the military?”

“Sweetheart?” Barb began.

“Yes?” Frank replied.

“Have you told Lance anything yet?”

“He didn’t get a chance, Barb. Remember my bullshit comment?” Lance interrupted.

“Right. Okay, Giles has been focused on his,” you could just hear her air quotes around the next phrase. “Space archeology. His notes are starting to include some out-of-the-way places. These places are far off the beaten path, and frankly we don’t know what he will find. So, while I think a lot of what he discovers in the future will have viability to all of us, I also think it could be dangerous.

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