(eng) M. R. Forbes - Chaos of the Covenant 07 by Queen of Demons

Author:Queen of Demons [Demons, Queen of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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As a Capital planet, Apollo was one of the most populated and modern in the First Sector, the area of space that Governess Ott was in charge of speaking for. The Sector was made up nearly two dozen planets including Oberon, and while Governess Ott didn’t know that Don Pallimo existed there as a computer system doing its best to act like the dead magnate, she did know that he was an important figure to her Sector’s overall economy.

As a result, when the Don came in with a request to chat, it was in her best interests to comply with that request.

It meant that for once, reaching the target was a straightforward affair, something Olus had become unaccustomed to over the last few months. The Don Pallimo synth put in a call to the Governess on the way to the surface, and an official transport was waiting at the spaceport to greet them when they arrived.

It took them on a short hop through the city that bore the same name as the planet, an urban landscape that could have just as easily been San Francisco, London, or Hong Kong as it was an Outworld center. The only reason Olus could be certain he was in the Outworlds was because the marketing projections were all for products from a single company, Applied Sciences Corporation, and their related brands. Of course, Applied Sciences also happened to own Apollo and most of the majority of the worlds in First Sector.

Olus felt only the slightest of nerves as the transport set down on the lawn of the Governor’s Mansion. The large estate created an almost surreal break in the middle of the city, substituting skyscrapers and multi-leveled traffic for fields of grass surrounded by clumps of trees, a nearly ten square-kilometer parkland in the midst of the densely active surroundings. It wasn’t the idea of meeting with the Governess that made him nervous. Rather, it was the peace and calm of the area. It felt wrong to be here when there was so much chaos taking place out there.

“She’s definitely moved up in the universe since I saw her last,” Quark said, the hatch on the transport sliding open.

“What was she doing when you saw her last?” Nibia asked.

“It wouldn’t be gentlemanly of me to say,” Quark replied. “Let’s just say she’s reinvented herself since then.”

Olus raised an eyebrow at that. Quark shrugged and smiled. Olus stood and straightened his suit. He would have preferred a uniform, but there weren’t any available. Instead, he had inherited one of Quark’s formal outfits - a white shirt, dark pants, and a long, bullet-resistant coat with a low collar that had a number of extra pockets stitched inside. Pockets that were holding all sorts of undetectable means to violence, including throwing knives and a blowgun with a handful of small, poison-tipped darts that the mercenary said was a Koosian hunting device.

The good news was that it all fit cleanly over his seraphsuit, keeping the enhanced protection hidden while it kept the Gift from tickling at his skin.

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