Galactic Blues - Box Set Episodes 4-6: A Newton's Gate Space Opera Adventure (Galactic Blues Box Set Book 2) by C.J. Clemens & Daniel Martone & Laura Martone

Author:C.J. Clemens & Daniel Martone & Laura Martone [Clemens, C.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NGU Publishing
Published: 2019-02-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

DREYLA

“Are these things really necessary?” Dreyla asked when Tosh shoved a gas mask at her. Sneaking around in the Jay’s cluttered cargo hold had made her claustrophobic enough without putting a heavy, black mask on.

The doc had already strapped his over his face. “Very necessary. When these two combine…” Tosh held up two glass beakers, one containing a clear liquid, one cloudy. “…they produce a gas that’ll knock out anyone who’s not protected.”

Dreyla fiddled with the clasps. “Why didn’t I just put on an enviro suit?” she grumbled, securing her mask in place.

Tosh’s eyes drilled into her. “Dreyla, are you absolutely certain you heard voices?”

She nodded. “Several… and one of them was the captain’s.”

On this point, she was more than certain. It made her question Tosh’s hearing that he hadn’t immediately picked up on Remy’s voice. Especially since the captain had been rather vocal about nobody tinkering with the Jay. Good ol’ Remy—he’d die before he’d let people mess with the ship or any of her crew.

At least his presence meant they hadn’t managed to subdue him by torture—and that the sheriff’s gang didn’t seem to consider him a dangerous murderer. Still, given all the crap that had happened, he could be held in that jail forever. Who knew what kind of justice system they ran on this planet? She sure as hell wasn’t going to leave her father at the mercy of these asshats.

Tosh held up the two beakers, poised to mix the liquids.

“What are you doing?” she shrieked.

“I’m about to—”

“It’ll turn to gas as soon as it hits the air!” Dreyla swiped one of the beakers and shot him a stern look. “What’s gotten into you anyway?”

Dreyla found herself wishing the doc would slide into his more lucid, serious mode.

“Look,” she said more calmly, “we need to find some controlled way to deliver your magical concoction. And we should have a plan for waking up the captain afterward, too.”

Tosh nodded. “You’re so right. Of course.” He set the remaining beaker down on the nearest crate. “I’ve got an idea. Be right back.”

He tromped off, making entirely too much noise for her liking. God help them if he was just heading off to shoot up again and ended up forgetting all about his wonderful plan.

All she could do was sit in a dark corner behind some disheveled stacks of cargo and wait. Suddenly, she realized that the coffin-sized crates beside her hadn’t been here when she and Tosh created the Abrams bomb three days ago. Before they had crash-landed on Vox, Remy must have found some time to secure Urgon Joss and Newman Sache’s bodies. No wonder she hadn’t seen them elsewhere in the Jay. She didn’t give a crap what happened to that bastard Joss, but she hoped that, when they were all safe and sound again, they’d be able to give Newman a proper send-off. She missed having the old guy around and figured he deserved something better than what he’d gotten so far.

Where the hell’s Tosh?

The mask made her face hot and sweaty and didn’t help her sense of calm.

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