Fearful Symmetry (The Robert Fenaday and Shasti Rainhell Chronicle Book 2) by McKeown Edward

Author:McKeown, Edward [McKeown, Edward]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Ad Astra
Published: 2013-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Guards escorted Fenaday back to the shuttle bay, where the others were preflighting Pooka. Seeing his own security in the form of Rask’s ASATs brought a feeling of intense relief. A half-dozen of Sidhe’s honor guard stood watch outside the shuttle when the doors to the bay cycled. The ASATs snapped to attention as he entered, leaving his Olympian escort behind. Telisan and Rask hurried over to greet him.

“I’m O.K.,” Fenaday assured his anxious companions. “Let’s get back to the ship. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had enough for one evening.” The others knew he had given standing orders that nothing was to be discussed until they were safely off the station and away from spying devices. Mmok would have used his time to make sure no one had slipped by their guards and bugged their vessel. They clambered into the old Dakota class shuttle. Fenaday walked onto the flight deck to find Angelica Fury already in the pilot seat.

“Glad you’re back, skipper.” She seemed to have gotten over being mad at him.

“Thanks,” he put a hand on her shoulder. “How soon can you get us out of here?”

“We’ve got an exit window set and ready to go. If you’re ready, I’ll get started on my checklist.”

“O.K. Angie. Let’s get going.”

Fury popped her checklist on the screen and keyed her mike. “Hermes’ control, this is Pooka. We are preparing to leave. Please confirm cleared exit vector.”

Pooka sealed, and the bay began preparation for decompression. In the back of the shuttle, the ASATs stowed their weapons. Rask oversaw this, though he kept his own weapon handy. The bay lights went out and the shuttle’s cut in automatically. Pooka lifted. Back out under the stars, Fenaday sighed in relief. Maneuvering room at last.

Telisan and Mmok waited impatiently until the shuttle cleared the near area of the space station. “Rask,” Fenaday called. The Morok locked down his weapon and joined them on the flight deck.

“Course plotted and locked in,” Fury announced. “ETA to Sidhe is one hour and ten minutes. No real flying to do till then. Want me to take a walk?”

“Thanks, Angie,” he replied. “It’s not you...”

“Forget it, skipper,” Fury smiled and waved her hand. “It’s all just business.” She sealed the lock behind her.

“At last,” Telisan said.

“Yeah, give,” Mmok added. “What happened?”

“We have an ally,” Fenaday said. “General Dominici is going to help us. Pard is gunning for her. She thinks she has only a few weeks left. She wants to strike at Denshi, the Engineered and particularly Pard.” In a few minutes, he laid out the details of the meeting. The codes, contacts, her offers of help and the reasons why. He handed the data crystals and disks to Mmok.

“Christ, Fenaday,” Mmok grimaced. “Some muscle queen throws her legs around you and we are supposed to believe this?”

“Oh, enough out of you,” Fenaday said, too tired for the usual verbal battles. “What choice do we have? We’re stalemated in orbit, getting nowhere. Time is against us. We have no way to find our people, no help from downworld, even from Davis.

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