(eng) Orlando A. Sanchez - Division 13 01 by The Operative

Author:The Operative [Operative, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

UNLIKE EVERY TRANSPORTER I’d seen, Grace wore a simple black dress. It covered her thin frame and rippled gently as she stepped toward us. Her bare feet made no sound as she crossed the stone platform. She stood about Luca’s height and kept her gray hair in a tight braid that ran down to her waist.

I didn’t need to use my gaze to sense the power that flowed from her. That and the fact that her eyes glinted silver in the dim light were enough to convince me she was in the ‘erase you with one spell’ category.

“Honor, it’s been too long.”

“Yes, it has. You know how the Archive keeps me busy.”

“Well, that and the sealed entrance, I’m guessing,” I said, looking around. “Is this all the original station?”

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” She narrowed her eyes at me.

“He needs to use the Beach.”

“Ronin.” She stared at me for a few seconds. I used the same tone when ogre odor assaulted my senses. “Have you grown tired of living?”

I gave my next words careful thought. Pissing off someone who can port you piecemeal all over the place did little to extend my life expectancy. Diplomacy and tact would be the wisest course.

“Hello, Grace. I’d like to keep breathing if that’s okay with you or we could battle to the death right here and now—your call.”

I never claimed to be especially wise. Honor shook his head and rolled his eyes. Grace cocked her head to one side and gave me a crooked smile.

“That would be a very short battle, Ronin. You must be desperate if you’ve come down here.”

“I am. The Division is compromised and I need to find some women and children before they get shipped out of the city.”

“The same Division you wanted to put in charge of my home?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I was being shortsighted. Can you help me?”

“Yes, for a price. Where do you need to go?”

“Haven. I heard you had a stop there.”

“We have a stop everywhere. The women and children are in Haven?”

“No, but the only person I can trust to help me with this is there and I need to get him out before he’s put to rest permanently.”

“A trip to Haven can be arranged.”

“What’s your price?” I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be chocolate.

“I need one of my Transporters escorted to a fringe station. It’s in the midst of what I consider hostile territory and I’m concerned for her safety. You do this and I will get you to Haven…intact.”

Escort jobs were the absolute worst jobs to undertake. It usually involved some clueless individual who was doing their best to get themselves killed and was generous enough to risk your life in the process.

“And if I refuse?”

“I’ll allow you to leave here, but you’ll not return to my home and live to speak of it. What is your answer?”

Honor glanced in my direction, his face an unreadable mask. I could tell he was tense. I brought that out in people.

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