Witch Of The Federation IV (Federal Histories Book 4) by Michael Anderle

Author:Michael Anderle [Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Lars pulled Frog’s file up and studied it. The little weasel was almost overdue for his medical. He grimaced and added it to the man’s schedule. It really didn’t matter how busy Frog thought he was. He needed the checkup.

A little more time was given to going over the man’s training schedule and he penciled him in for a discussion. There were bound to be some tech upgrades he needed to keep up with. Once that was done, he moved on to Vishlog…and sighed.

They’d been so busy, no one had had time to take him through the entry medical or check what other skills the Dreth brought with him.

“Fine,” he muttered and added in the appointments and checks the warrior had missed. That would mess with the man’s training schedule but it couldn’t be helped.

He was halfway through it when his email pinged.

The team leader sighed and glanced at the addressee. “Woods?”

He frowned. “Woods…” It was a name he hadn’t heard in an age and he changed screens. “Charlie Woods? No. It couldn’t be.” But it was, and he smiled as he read the missive. “I’da thought he’d be dead by now.”

Obviously, he wasn’t. More than that, the silly bastard had been promoted. “Who’da thought,” Lars mused.

And who’da thought he’d be on-planet and in the same city and wondering if he wanted to go out for a drink. He smiled. It’d be nice to catch up and maybe share old times. Charlie had been good value.

His smile faded when he read the next part of the letter.

Coglan, Riviera, and Bailey were gone.

The three of them had served on board the Mary Sue and gone after the pirates.

They hadn’t come back and they hadn’t been found.

He sighed and looked away from the screen as the face of each man drifted before him. They’d been a good crew—as crazy as hell but all good men. It wasn’t what he would have wanted for them.

It might be a good time to raise a toast to those who’ve gone ahead and left us behind, Charlie suggested. There’s a nice little bar where they’ll show the World Cup Final. I can’t think of any better way to remember them.

Neither could Lars when he thought about it. Those boys had been mad about their soccer—football as they’d insisted on calling it. He looked at the paperwork and sighed. Maybe if he could get all this straightened out soon, he could spare the time.

Coglan’s face floated between him and the page with Brenden’s piloting qualifications. The man had brought many a gunship down safely—then roared out of it with them. And Riviera would have given Frog a run for his money but without any of the obscenity.

There’d been that time they’d had to break into—

His office door slammed open and Stephanie strode in.

“Did that damn cat come this way?” she demanded.

Through a closed door? He gave her a mystified look but she went on before he could say anything.

“Bee’s taken to hiding my sneakers.” She sighed and looked around the office.

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