The Titan Gambit (Outcast Marines Book 3) by James David Victor

Author:James David Victor [Victor, James David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2019-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

“There’s been an explosion at the ice mine. The Proximians are trapped…” Solomon looked at Warden Harj’s ashen face. His moustache and beard quivered. The tough prison guard looked about ready to faint. This was clearly something that the warden had never expected to happen on his watch.

“Then we go rescue them,” Ambassador Ochrie said without hesitation. “I have the Outcast Marines here at my disposal. With their help and your wardens, we can get them out, come on…” She was already moving towards one of the parked rovers.

“But, Ambassador…” Solomon felt himself impelled to say. I am supposed to be her security consultant, after all. “It’s going to be dangerous out there. We should get you back to your ship first…”

The ambassador spun on her heel. “Not going to happen, Commander Cready. Those Proximians are technically the guests of the Confederacy, and those prisoners are Confederate citizens…”

“Martian comrades, more like!” Father Ultor muttered angrily.

“Perhaps, Father,” the ambassador conceded. “But while they’re still on Titan, they’re a Confederate responsibility. Which, in this room, and on this moon, would mean me. Now load up, soldier!” She was already stalking to the doors of the rover as Solomon spared a shrug with Warden Harj. There was clearly no arguing with the woman. Harj activated the rover controls, and the ambassador and her personal assistants stepped in.

“Malady, I want you and me on point, like before,” Solomon said, “Wen, Karamov, and Kol? Stay with the ambassador.” Solomon spared a glance at the Martian delegation. “And what of your men—will they help us?” he asked them, but Ultor was already blustering and heading towards the rover.

“They’ll help true Martian citizens. I’m not allowing the Confederacy to take the credit for this one!” he stated, barging in after Kol, but Solomon was pleased to see that Wen and his Outcasts had flanked the ambassador and wouldn’t let any of the Martians get to within touching distance of her.

Last to load up was Warden Harj, and then Solomon and Malady were the only ones left in the prison hangar, looking at the hissing steam as the door lock depressurized.

“Travel fast,” Solomon growled over his suit channel. “I don’t care what the Martians or the Proximians say. If we run into any trouble, whatever side they’re on, we’re not going to be taking names and addresses.”

“Understood.” Malady rolled his huge metal shoulder-pads. His commander’s message was clear: put down any would-be attackers with extreme prejudice first, and ask questions later…

The door opened, and Malady and Solomon bounded into Titan’s sulfurous light.

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