Breaking Chance by Kim Knox

Author:Kim Knox
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Space
ISBN: 9781605049366
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2010-03-15T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Chance stilled her mind. Playing was over. She had to let Ramius do his thing and concentrate on getting herself off the ship in one piece. She sucked in a settling breath and brushed her thoughts over her implant to make certain she’d locked it down. The tips of her fingers itched again. Moments like these made her feel wired, alive…and hell, her only other option was a spacing. Every second she was alive was a bonus.

Ramius lifted his hand. “Ready?”

She gave him a tight nod. “Ready.”

He palmed the door open and stepped out into the gangway.

A gaggle of sharp-featured techs strode past, the air charged with the streams of information surging into their implants. It itched against her skin even with her implant cut off from the surrounding tech. Chance lifted her chin, straightened her shoulders and began the bluff to get herself off the Vitesse.

Ramius strode ahead of her by half a pace. She flicked a glance at him and the familiar push for her to look anywhere else overtook her. It was a gift she envied, and it offered her some protection as it drove attention from both of them. From the front, at least.

Techs scurried past, oblivious. A single guard, wearing the green and gold Jovian uniform, stood at the end of the short corridor leading to the exit. He looked young and, from the insignia banding the sun symbol at the top of his sleeve, he was a corporal. Ramius’ unease sat in her gut. They thought the Butcher had been on the ship. The scanners said the ship was empty, but no one trusted tech that much, not enough to post a single, inexperienced guard.

Ramius stopped. His fingers gripped her arm above the elbow and then he carried on. He kept her close to the smooth coolness of the wall, blocking her body with his. The young guard pinched at the bridge of his nose and pain creased his forehead. Instinct forced him to prime the weapon he held, his knuckles white around the stock. Their feet were silent. Chance held her breath as they eased past the guard. Her heart pounded and the wild rush she’d chased for too many years surged hard in her veins. Silent curses ran through her head. Sometimes she could have too much of a good thing.

The narrow exit loomed, and Ramius stopped. Their ship sat on the lowest level of the shipyard floor. The bay beyond bustled with life, clear levels curving up into Europa’s thin atmosphere. Umbilicals tied new ships to their platforms, hulls still glistening from recent moulding. Information streamed, thickening the air and jabbing at her skin, its sharp tang mixing with the heavy scent of hull synthetics. And people were everywhere. Absolutely bloody everywhere.

She bit back a curse. They were so dead.

“Relax.”

The word burst through her scattering thoughts, and a gasp escaped her. It sounded like Ramius, but wasn’t that impossible? He was a receiver. Didn’t that mean he couldn’t broadcast his thoughts? Chance tried to fix her gaze on him…and failed.

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