Blood Moon Eclipse by Lloyd Behm II

Author:Lloyd Behm II [Behm, Lloyd II]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blood Moon Press
Published: 2019-05-06T22:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Sixteen

Dragon was waiting for me when I unassed the Granite in the garage.

“Look, Karen,” I started.

She knocked me flat on my ass.

“You got one of my aircrews killed, you fuck,” she said.

“It wasn’t my plan,” I replied, rubbing my jaw. She had a punch like a mule.

“You gave the orders. It was your plan.”

“It was set up before I got done washing the remains of a lipid golem off, Karen,” I said. “Goddamnit, if you want to punch someone, punch Goodhart or Jed. I called them and told them the plan sucked the sweat off a zombie’s balls.”

Her crew and Kolchak’s were standing behind her. My team and Fred’s dwarves were behind me, and I wasn’t moving. All it would take was one person doing the wrong thing, and we would be throwing down like the Jets and the Sharks in West Side Story. The difference being we all knew how to commit maximum carnage in a minimum amount of time, and wouldn’t waste time dancing about to show how tough we were.

“Warriors, come out to plaayay…” Jed said from the back of the garage, banging a pair of wrenches together.

“We’re finished here,” Karen said, leading the flight crews out of the garage.

“You okay?” Diindiisi asked, helping me up from the floor.

“Yeah, I guess,” I said. “Doesn’t help that I told them what happened would happen.”

“Dallas overruled Goodhart before you called in,” Jed said. “The flight crews will get over it.”

“We both know that’s bullshit,” I said.

“Yeah. We can hope,” he replied. “So, where’s the idiot?”

“Still in the null box in the Granite,” I replied. “He’s your problem now.”

I stormed out of the garage, snagging my go bag on the way. Diindiisi followed me out to the parking lot and whistled.

“What?”

“Car’s over here,” she replied, pointing at a Tacticool Tahoe and holding up a set of keys. “You want me to drive?”

“Hon, I love you, but Jesus Christ, no,” I said, taking the keys and walking to the Tahoe she’d pointed out.

Diindiisi is learning to drive. Unfortunately, she still has some of the habits she learned driving a team, and occasionally forgets that the vehicle won’t steer itself. What makes it worse is that Dalma and Padgett are both vying to see who can teach her to drive. Which means she’s doing well on the tactical driving course, and horrible in Austin traffic. I drove home on autopilot, weaving through Austin traffic while I thought about what had happened.

Once we got to the safe house, I decided I needed a shower. I was standing head down under the water, considering killing brain cells with alcohol—we were off until we showed back up at work the next morning, and I intended to go in late—when Diindiisi eeled through the shower curtain behind me and put her arms around me. I jumped. Her arms were cold, and I was used to the temperature of the shower.

“How can you be so warm in bed that you sleep under

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