Doctor Who PDA12 - Mission Impractical (6th) by David A. McIntee

Author:David A. McIntee
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-07-13T02:42:23+00:00

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Aboard the Cobb, Franke saw the flash out of the corner of his eye, and cursed. ‘Mead, take evasive action!‟ He gestured to his own communications officer. „Hail the Veltrochni, and tell them -‟

A stroke of green lightning swept through the Mead as easily as if it wasn‟t even there. The Vandorian ship was reduced to a few pieces of scorched metal even before the flash imprinted its purple afterimage on Franke‟s retinas.

„Tell them it‟s a mistake,‟ he finished in a whisper. Almost a hundred people had simply been removed from life, their very molecules stripped away from each other. Only their computer records and the tears of their friends and families would be left to show that they ever existed.

„Captain,‟ Lambert asked, „do we return fire?‟

In many ways he should, of course. The Veltrochni had just destroyed a Vandorian ship in free space while on a rescue mission. He was not stupid, though. It was the Mead’s Captain who had killed her crew by firing first without cause.

„No. Hail them.‟

Liang had lain awake for some time, but given up attempting to sleep. It felt vaguely as if this city block was also sliding on a journey to somewhere. He told himself it was just nervousness, or perhaps the result of some of Glitz‟s gut-rot.

As far as he was aware, this block was an older one, simply built on to the ground.

Or maybe it was his subconscious telling him that this whole set-up was something he should have backed out on.

Glitz and the Doctor had admitted that the government was involved, so even if they towed the line, how long would it be before the police were banging on the door?

Liang wasn‟t so worried about himself, but Chat was his responsibility, wasn‟t she? She may be his older sister, but he still had to look out for her, much as he assumed she felt she had to look out for him.

He knew he had to sleep, though. If he was to be alert to look after her properly, he had to sleep tonight.

Jack Chance poured drinks for the Doctor and himself. When the Doctor waved away the offer, Chance poured the contents of that glass into his own with a satisfied smile. They were sitting in the Nosferatu’s cockpit, and Chance had turned the pilot‟s and co-pilot‟s seats around to face each other. „So, Glitz tells me you got some sort of bounty hunter trouble?‟

„A very odd pair of bounty hunters,‟ the Doctor agreed. „A S‟Raph Tzun and Veltrochni warrior, working together.‟

Chance‟s features briefly quivered. „It sounds like Sha‟ol and Karthakh.‟ Jack glared at the Doctor. „They‟ve never failed in a hunt. Sooner or later they‟ll find you. And that means they find us.‟ Dammit, he thought; just when he thought this couldn‟t get any worse, now it turns out those two are prowling around. What gods had he lost any bets with recently?

„OK, let‟s start it this way - who could have hired them?

Who wants you dead

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