The Last Mission: A Military Sci-Fi Adventure (The Descending Worlds Book 3) by Justin S. Leslie

Author:Justin S. Leslie [Leslie, Justin S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

MIDNIGHT BLUES

Dull light glowed from Becket’s monitor as he reached into the drawer, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. Ice tinkled, followed by a nerve-calming, quick pour of some of the finest whiskey Earth had to offer.

Becket had gone through the plan several times with the crew of both ships.

Much like Dailey, Becket kept the picture of his family on a shelf where he could look over it at night and see a past life he truly missed. A life that had been taken from him too early. Becket had always assumed the death of his wife was his fault. But that was the thing about assumptions. They were always open to interpretation.

Tucked behind the picture of him and his wife was a picture of him, Captain Dailey, and both their proud brides standing in front of a cluster of palm trees on a white, sandy beach. This was the way things were supposed to be. No, the way they were meant to be.

Holding his glass up to the picture, he nodded, followed by a quick, stinging sip. “I miss you, babe,” Becket’s gruff voice growled into the empty room. “The kid and I are going into some serious shit.” He used the term kid with his wife when referring to a much younger Captain Dailey. A term that, if ever used around the man, would signal to the Murphy’s commander their last moments before joining their brides.

“Don’t worry about supper. I’ll be home late.” With that, Becket took another stinging sip just as his comms system started beeping.

Dailey, seeing Becket holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, simply nodded.

“How’s everybody holding up?” Dailey asked, knowing the man was extremely private.

“On time as usual, I see,” Becket replied, looking at the clock with their set one-on-one communication schedule.

“I think my brain is going to explode. We’re about as safe as we can be for now. We’re just waiting on Tarik to finish transporting the rest of his people to the ship, and the engines to finish charging.”

Becket leaned back, drinking the rest of his glass in one smooth pull. “How did that conversation go?”

“About what you would expect. This is home for these folks. You know as well as I do what can happen after we leave.”

“If. Don’t forget about that word.”

Dailey was in one of the Waiting Sun’s staff quarters. Three times the size of his own, the room was set up with an entire workstation, as well as several unfamiliar devices that clearly belonged to its prior dwellers. Functional and comfortable, this was a place where the crew went when they needed privacy, unlike what they had seen on board the rest of the ship.

“How’s Pearl holding up?” Dailey asked, picking up a few of the items on the desk and examining them before setting them down, realizing he could probably blow himself up

“She’s great. I don’t think we would expect any less. Dorax is doing good. I think the crew is actually starting to like him.

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