Renegade Union_An Intergalactic Space Opera Adventure by J. N. Chaney

Renegade Union_An Intergalactic Space Opera Adventure by J. N. Chaney

Author:J. N. Chaney [Chaney, J. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Variant Publications
Published: 2019-02-04T05:00:00+00:00


When we arrived at the dome, I was surprised by the total lack of security around the gate. Lex and I were able to walk straight through and into the dome without so much as a “hello there.” The landing platforms were set up along the western side of the shield, and I guessed most folks made their landings there instead of the wasteland surrounding this place.

The outpost was every bit as big as Taurus Station, and judging by the activity in the street, just as busy. People were out in droves, some shopping, others having a bite to eat. Nobody seemed to be in a hurry, except for a pack of kids running through the streets whooping and tossing some kind of ball around.

Lex held my hand as we went. I decided this was a good thing, since she was watching everything else around her except where she was going. I could hardly blame her, there were so many buildings and people.

I didn’t see how we were going to find Freddie and the rest of them in all of this commotion though.

The first place that caught my eye was a small bar in the back alley of a nearby street. It was seedy-looking place but might do well to ask around about outsiders. Locales like this were always a good start for getting information.

Walking in, the smell of whiskey touched my nose and sent a flush down my face, watering my mouth. This was the kind of establishment I’d have stopped for a drink at after completing a job in my former life. I looked at the bottles of cheap liquor behind the bar. It occurred to me that maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to bring Lex in here. A quick glance told me she was in the process of taking in her new surroundings with a keen and avid interest. Abigail was going to kill me.

“Stay close to me,” I told Lex, taking her hand and threading through the crowd of patrons. An older woman was tending the bar and I pulled out my personal pad, bringing up a handful of images, including one of Bolin. “Have you seen this guy around?” I asked, showing her the picture. “He and a few others arrived here sometime today but we haven’t been able to find them.”

She only stared at me.

“So?” I asked, leaning on the bartop.

“Sorry,” she said. “But I’ve heard there are some new people in town. Sarkonians, I think,” she said.

“Don’t like the type?” I asked.

She barked out a laugh. “That some kind of joke?”

“More of a Union gal?” I asked.

She laughed again. “They don’t do anything for us. Once they realized it would be more work for them to maintain this colony, they packed their people and left. Now they barely come to pick up the stuff we mine.”

I nodded. “The man in the picture,” I continued. “He ain’t Sarkonian or Union. He’s a former scrapper. Picked him up in a town just like this one.



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