Vinium by S. H. Jucha

Author:S. H. Jucha
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Hannon Books, Inc.
Published: 2017-11-12T18:30:00+00:00

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Sol

The Rêveur completed the long transit to Sol’s space. Per Captain Lumley’s request, Esteban had exited the passenger ship outside the system’s dense, outer asteroid belt. The first thing the SADE did was send a code to access the comm probes left behind by Alex and the Harakens, which would enable the Omnians to quickly communicate across the system.

“Esteban, please proceed to locate Patrice Morris and Nikki Fowler for us,” Olawale requested.

Olawale and Francis had decided to get an update from the friends that the Harakens had made at Idona Station, namely Patrice and Nikki, before they attempted to contact Sol’s leadership. Originally enemies, Patrice, a militia lieutenant, and Nikki, a rebel leader, formed a working partnership and, later, a tight bond, as they proved that antagonists can work together, and old wounds can be healed.

“Please repeat,” the Idona Station communications operator said. “Did you ask for Lieutenant Morris? How long have you been out in the belt? It’s Colonel Morris now.”

“Then might I speak with your colonel?” Esteban asked.

“The colonel is presently in the belt. I don’t have her schedule, but I can refer you to her adjutant, who can give you that information. By the way, you didn’t identify yourself, and your access code didn’t show.”

“Please connect me to the colonel’s adjutant,” Esteban requested. “To answer your questions, we’re old friends of Ser Fowler, and we haven’t a need for your access codes.”

The operator’s jaw dropped. “Ser,” he whispered, and the operators left and right of him, jerked their heads to stare at him. Immediately, the operator called the colonel’s adjutant, explained what he heard, and connected her to the mysterious caller.”

“This is Adjutant Dormer, kindly identify yourself,” Mel said, after tapping her earpiece to accept the call.

Esteban switched the comm to the Rêveur’s bridge speakers and audio pickup.

“This is Envoy Wombo,” Olawale said. He grinned, as he glanced around him, at Francis, Edmas, and Jodlyne. All four of them were, in one way or another, outcasts of United Earth, the overarching political, military, and judicial system of Sol society. That they were returning to their native system, as vibrant contributors to Omnian society, tickled them.

“Envoy? We don’t have envoys,” Mel replied, beginning to think the call was a joke.

<Help our adjutant, Esteban,> Olawale sent.

Mel, who was seated at her desk and keeping her call on audio only, found she was looking at the dark face of Olawale on her monitor.

“Oh, you’ve changed your militia uniforms,” Olawale said, congenially. “I much prefer the new ones. The old ones were too severe. I think they were designed to provoke fear in the hearts of everyone, especially the rebels.”

“Rebels?” Mel managed to whisper.

“While I’d like to chat, Adjutant Dormer, I prefer to be talking to Colonel Morris. I have an urgent message from Alex Racine. Kindly inform me of her location.”

Olawale could barely contain himself. When Alex pronounced him an Omnian envoy, Olawale had objected, thinking the title too lofty. But, during the trip to Sol, he considered its advantages.

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