The Oncoming Storm (Angel in the Whirlwind Book 1) by Christopher Nuttall

Author:Christopher Nuttall [Nuttall, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: 47North
Published: 2015-09-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

“Hands in the air,” the insurgent snapped.

Kat obeyed, studying the insurgent carefully. He wore a black mask that concealed his features, but she was sure he was male—and young. It was clear he had received some training, just from the way he held his weapon, but it wasn’t complete. She wasn’t too surprised. The insurgent masterminds had to know anyone assigned to attacking the admiral’s mansion was unlikely to return. They wouldn’t waste their best men on such an operation.

“I’m just a maid,” she said, trying to stammer convincingly. Her name and face had been flashed across the planet’s society pages, but the little black dress made her look completely different. “I . . .”

She straightened, trying to push her breasts forward. The insurgent’s eyes dipped, just slightly. It was possible, she told herself, as he advanced on her, that he wasn’t as well disciplined as he should be. Did he know it was a suicide mission?

Kat braced herself as he came into reach, then looked up pleadingly into his eyes. He looked amused rather than suspicious. Kat shoved the gun to one side and slammed her fist into his throat. He choked, then stumbled to the floor. She let out a sigh of relief as he let go of the rifle without pulling the trigger and alerting his companions that something had gone wrong.

Taking the rifle, she checked it quickly. It was an unfamiliar design, but the principles were almost identical to weapons she’d used at Piker’s Peak. She held it in one hand, then searched the insurgent with the other. He was also carrying a small pistol and several clips of ammunition. Kat picked them up and cursed. Her dress didn’t have any pockets for storing bullets. She tore off his mask and used it as a makeshift carry.

She stepped over to the door, listened carefully, then stuck her head outside. There was no one in the corridor as far as she could tell, but she could hear the sound of loud protests in the distance. She wondered, absently, just where the admiral had gone before deciding it didn’t matter. If the insurgents had any sense, they’d make damn sure they didn’t kill him. His replacement could hardly be any less competent. Gritting her teeth, she advanced out of the room, trying desperately to remember the way back to the aircars. Perhaps it would be better to slip out of the door and move round in the gardens . . .

An insurgent was guarding the door. Kat cursed under her breath as she yanked her head back, then tried to think of something else she could do. Of course the insurgents would be guarding all the exits and entrances . . . she turned and headed towards the stairs. If the admiral was even remotely competent, there would be a spare communications suite in his bedroom, automatically linked into the fleet command network. It was a gamble, but she couldn’t think of anything better. She knew she couldn’t singlehandedly beat however many insurgents there were.

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