Free Trader on the High Seas (Free Trader Series Book 6) by Craig Martelle

Author:Craig Martelle [Martelle, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-07T23:00:00+00:00

Braden Awake

“G? Are you there?” Braden asked, wincing at the pounding in his head. He tested his arms, surprised to find that he wasn’t bound. He was in a bed, uncomfortable and rough, but better than in the sand on the floor. G-War meowed and snarled, to let Braden know that he was there.

Braden thought the room they were in looked dark, but found that a cloth was wrapped around his head. When he removed it, he realized there was a patch over his eye, the one behind which the neural implant had been installed. Braden tried to activate it. There was nothing.

“Crap. He removed my neural implant. Why aren’t you in my head, G?” Braden asked rhetorically. He can block our mindlink, too? The Overlords had nothing on this guy, these guys, whatever the real story was.

Braden threw his legs off the bed, which he found was a simple cot, padded with a thatch-work of vines and leaves. Walls of the ancients surrounded them on three sides and on the fourth, metal bars stood close together, floor to ceiling. The ‘cat was in a small cage chained at the front of their prison. Braden found the lock, but didn’t have anything to pry it open with. G-War barely fit inside. He and Braden locked eyes, but they couldn’t share a single thought. The ‘cat looked miserable.

Braden’s head hurt less, probably because he was doing something, but he was miserable, too. “I’m right here with you, G. I wonder if they used a gaff hook to take that thing out of my eye. It feels like they split my head open.” Braden sat on the cage and G-War yowled, so he adjusted and sat on the floor next to the cage. He closed his eyes and tried to will the pain away.

He heard a slight creak as the door outside their prison opened.

“I hoped that you’d be awake by now,” the Professor said. Braden couldn’t see the man in the semi-darkness using his one eye. The patch covered the other and Braden hoped that his eye was under there.

“Let us go and we won’t kill you,” Braden said, half-heartedly, as he held his head in his hands.

“Your friends are on their way here right now,” the Professor replied. “I expect that’s exactly what they have in mind. What they don’t know is that we’ve had four-hundred years to improve how we defend ourselves. Remember that we were cut off because of the war. We never knew if or when they were coming for us. That means that we are more than prepared for your happy band of cavemen and their pets.” The old Professor moved close to the bars and looked at Braden.

“Do you think just because someone put a neural implant in your head that you are an equal to those who came before, a peer to a person like me? I’m the Professor, and compared to me, you are no higher on the evolutionary scale than those creatures

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