Invaders: The Antaran (Invaders Series Book 3) by Heppner Vaughn

Author:Heppner, Vaughn [Heppner, Vaughn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

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It occurred to me as I boarded a floater in the hangar bay that I had become altogether too reasonable regarding Beran. I rubbed my forehead, thinking about that.

Why would a few days, maybe a week in solitary change my mind about Beran? Yes, I’d been badly burned. I’d seen Kazz die horribly, at his own hand. Well, if Beran was correct, at the hand or mind of another.

It would seem this other had used Kazz to attempt to kill Beran. That attempt had fizzled miserably. The protective nimbus—the great modifications—had saved the dominie’s life.

I stood near Beran as the floater left the hangar bay and crossed the dark moonscape. We had twenty or so Tosks along and the usual equipment.

I carefully analyzed my thoughts regarding these past days. When had I reached the conclusion to play ball with Beran?

I almost snapped my fingers. What had I been thinking? Beran had drugged me. Oh, I imagine the green drink had aided against infection and pain from the skin burns. But it must have also supplied my mind with a—I don’t know—a play-nice drug.

However, even knowing he’d drugged me didn’t change the idea of getting Debby back and laying low afterward. Yeah, I know, I was the Earth’s marshal. But what did it matter if Beran went to the Polarion Paradise? Surely, the ancient Polarions were all dead by now. Surely, they would have come back a time or two if they all lived in paradise.

None had ever returned. Thus, there must not be any Polarions in the paradise. Let’s even suppose that Beran found a few fancy trinkets out there. That wasn’t like aliens trying to mess with Earth, mess with people. It seemed to me that Lord Beran would at least go back to the Antares Institute to boast to all his friends what a great star he’d become.

The point was that Beran would leave Earth, and I’d have Debby back in one piece.

I glanced at the piloting Tosk. The werewolf-like creature totally focused on the piloting screen. I glanced at the Tosks waiting with their beam carbines. Beran had let other Tosks die on a whim. I needed to remember that.

Now I knew what my conscience was trying to remind me. What about the Director? What about the miserable way Beran had treated the man? I’d vowed to kill the dominie for that. Seeing the Director horribly misused had made me furious. Why wasn’t I furious anymore?

It could only be because the dominie had drugged me. He’d drugged me like teachers in grade schools drugged the boys because they acted too much like boys and the teachers wanted more girls.

I’d always hated this practice. America needed its boys to be boys so they would turn into men.

I cocked my head. Why did America need men?

This time, I snapped my fingers. Because, by and large, men protected society. It was their age-old duty, and modern social justice warrior ideals didn’t change that. If the men didn’t grow up to

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