Blood Trade: A Space Opera Adventure Legal Thriller (Judge, Jury, Executioner Book 12) by Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle

Author:Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle [Martelle, Craig & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781649717443
Amazon: B08W9X9VDN
Goodreads: 57373826
Publisher: #PrB.rating#4.85
Published: 2021-05-13T00:00:00+00:00

Dahoolie’s Dive, a Restaurant, Batik Magal, Delegor

“Can we get that to go, please?” Rivka asked with a smile.

The server looked confused. “To go where?”

“To eat out. We need to go. There’s a little bit of an emergency.”

“No, you may not.” The server waved her hand to forestall further argument. “I see you are strangers to Batik Magal. In restaurants, you order here and eat here. Waste is illegal, so you must stay and eat, or I’m obligated to call the authorities.”

“Holy shit,” Rivka muttered.

“You go. I’ll stay and eat it all. It was for me anyway.” Tyler looked at the server, who appeared relieved about the compromise.

“Your way of taking a bullet for me?” Rivka whispered as she kissed him goodbye.

“We do what we must. Don’t get yourself hurt.” Tyler looked at the amount of food, thankful for the nano upgrade that had boosted his metabolism and made it possible for him to comply with Delegor law and eat it all.

“Yes, dear,” Rivka replied with a wink and hurried out.

She hopped into the waiting cab. Chaz issued commands, and it took off toward the small field where Cassiopeia was parked to catch the ambassador on his way into the city.

“How did you know he used this spaceport?” Rivka asked.

It was an educated guess, the SI replied. Rich Delegorite with a spaceport not far from his residence. I did this kind of analysis for my previous owner.

“We don’t own you, Margaret. You work for us because we have a contract. You are free to make your own choices,” Rivka explained.

Margaret was an old-school AI. She didn’t like the new terms. She thought it was her place to be integrated with the yacht and do as she was told.

“What’s the ambassador’s current location?” Rivka asked.

Still inbound, Margaret replied.

“We will be at the spaceport before he arrives, so we can follow him out. Thank you, Margaret,” Chaz said.

You are one fine intellect, the SI replied.

Rivka tried not to look at Chaz but failed and started to laugh as he schooled his expression to remain neutral.

“What a crew. I hope that food was good. It didn’t smell right to me. I don’t want to think about it.”

“You didn’t eat?” Chaz asked.

“No. No waste on Delegor and no takeout either, so Tyler stayed to eat it all. Otherwise, they would have called the cops on us. I needed to be out here waiting for the ambassador.”

“You should have flashed your credentials. Federation law overrules local law.”

“Then I would have outed what we were doing, and in this case, I want to agree with them. There’s no waste from takeout containers, and there’s no food waste as you have to eat it all in the restaurant.”

“What if the food’s bad?” Chaz asked the question Rivka has been avoiding.

“Then I’ll probably have to do unnatural acts to make up for it.”

“I don’t understand,” Chaz replied.

“Good. I said I didn’t want to think about it, but here we are.”

“I still don’t get it.”

“Focus on the case, Grasshopper, and in time, all will be revealed.

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