Loralynn Kennakris 2: The Morning Which Breaks by Owen R. O'Neill & Jordan Leah Hunter

Author:Owen R. O'Neill & Jordan Leah Hunter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Space Fleet, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Space Marine, Adventure, Military
ISBN: 1500937339
Publisher: Pleiades Web Press
Published: 2014-05-21T17:00:00+00:00

It opened again a few seconds later and Huron walked in, looking uncomfortable.

“She didn’t know anyone?”

Head against her knuckles, Kris gave it a shake.

Huron lowered himself into the chair Kym had just vacated.

“But you did.”

A quick, sharp nod just this side of a spasm.

“Which one?”

“Last set. Third guy from the end.”—harsh voiced, with her hands clenching into fists.

“How did you know him?”

She knew him because Trench had loaned her to him for two local weeks. They’d called him Mr. Wexford—a few times Squire Wexford or something like that; the strange title was evidently some sort of joke to them. For two days he hadn’t touched her, but he’d made her watch. He was fond of electrical implements and neural inductors and exotic shows. When he stopped letting her watch . . .

Kris swallowed hard against the sick churning in her gut.

“Bad?”

“Uh huh.” After she’d been there a week, the man left and came back three days later in a savage mood. She’d tried ever since to forget what had happened that night. The next PM he was quite pleasant: had her fixed up, sumptuously fed, even let her sleep alone. Then a friend arrived.

“What did he look like?” Huron asked when Kris had finished her bald and heavily abridged account.

“Medium height, kinda thin. A scar here—” she drew her finger from the right corner of her mouth to the angle of her jaw “—missing a finger on his left hand, really pale . . .”

“A long pale face like a dead fish?” Kris wasn’t acquainted with enough dead fish to say, but Huron tapped his xel and put another image on the screen. “Is this him?”

Kris nodded again, fighting down the nausea. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s him. Who . . . who is he?”

“That’s Nikolai Arutyun. Captain Nikolai Arutyun. He’s a senior Halith staff officer—works for Admiral Christian Heydrich, Chief of Halith Military Intelligence. We think he’s the one who arranged the explosives for Mankho’s attack on Nemeton.”

“Great.”

“Yeah. Word is that he’s a noted sadist. Takes after his boss.”

“Uh huh.” Kris was not going to fill Huron in on the particulars of that assessment. “That guy—the other guy. Who’s he?”

Huron put down his xel and lowered his voice. “Kris, that’s Nestor Mankho.”

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