Foreign Harbors 1 by I. Christie

Author:I. Christie [Christie, I.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-21T19:34:33+00:00

Chapter 8

"I told you not to let her live!" an angry Boreon DeLeon shouted at the uniformed general. General Tatolormufamesambula, head of the only recruitment organization, showed no response to the person venting his temper. Like with all the pretentious political figures he dealt with in the past, letting them vent gave the sensors a lot of information that could be used in the future.

The person he was referring to was one Major Zohra from the purple fuzzed faced official's part of the universe. Emissary Boreon DeLeon had something to fear from her.

The general was impressed with Major Zohra's ability to escape from his specially trained soldiers and had to have a group of bounty hunters assist. She also defeated the training program which was no easy feat. She had defied the powerful drugs and shorted out four machines she was hooked up to. Credit wise, it was better to let her go. In the old days she would have also been given the golden award allowing her free living for the rest of her life; however, he was running the programs now and there were other uses for such people. He was shipping her to his private research center. His scientists were excited at the idea of such a brain to experiment on.

General Tatolormufamesambula turned his lizard body to his aid that approached the two. Cl'mandata was furious that someone should be showing so much disrespect to his General and was nearly flickering his tongue out in agitation.

"General, entrance to the ship had been denied. It appears the code supplied does not work," Cl'mandata reported in an irritated voice and pointedly ignoring the loud visitor.

Emissary Boreon DeLeon's bargaining chip was based on what he could give to these people. It was imperative that he give them a way into the Molta, the SEC ship that contained the metrasoldiers, without damaging the goods.

"I gave you the code, underlining!"

"It did not work," the general told him evenly, giving a sign to his assistant to let him handle this foreigner.

"Take me there! I will show your underlings." Actually this was working better than what Boreon had planned originally. The emissary turned on his heel and led the underling out. Frankly, he was glad to get out of the office of the prissy pretentious general.

The general touched the sanitizer, cleansing his room and scenting it with mint.

He went back to his desk and administrative tasks. He chuckled to himself at the emissary's thoughts that he easily picked up.

He picked up his com when it buzzed.

"Go ahead," he ordered crisply.

"The other got away to Marigold."

"Did I not tell you they were good? We need to test our soldiers against them. Let the Commanders know and for them to be ready to present me with their plans in two hours. Where is the third soldier?"

"That sidhe took her to the Pleasure House. "

General Tatolormufamesambula thought for a while. "If she steps away from the sidhe, pick her up."

There was an intake of breath and then, "General," the voice lowered as if not wanting even the air to carry this conversation.

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