Transmuted (Dark Landing Series Book 1) by Robin Praytor

Author:Robin Praytor [Praytor, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-31T06:00:00+00:00

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Drew and Letty retired to their individual rooms after the last dinner mess. The Temperance had made a brief stop on the moon colony of Prosse earlier in the day. Drew was relieved to learn the Greensteins debarked there. Though Prosse was a Camdu protectorate, it housed a human colony. He wished the authorities good luck with Toby. They would need it.

The Temperance would put in at Minerva Station in two days. He wondered what the hooker monks would do. The impropriety of three hookers getting off at, essentially, an Alliance police station, would be remarkable. He smiled at his unintended pun. Even if they put their robes back on, who would they be fooling? But then, the last eight days had been one surprise after another.

A muted gong sounded from the lounge, and it took him a few seconds to realize someone was at the entry hatch. He and Letty came out of their rooms at the same time. No part of a face was visible on the monitor. It displayed only a chambray shirt covering an expansive chest.

“It’s Nikko,” Drew said, opening the hatch. With his ever-present smile, the big man handed him a data vial, then turned and left.

“Nice seeing you again,” Drew called after the retreating hulk. He inserted the vial into the wall monitor. The image of Curtis Walker materialized on screen. Drew and Letty moved to the two-seater lounger. Curtis had evidently transmitted from his personal quarters. He was sitting in a relaxed position at a table filled with dirty food containers.

“Nikko, buddy, the guy in charge here seems to think there are two people from the station—a dopey looking guy with a super-hot woman—who got on the Temperance to avoid questioning about a local matter.” Curtis looked to be enjoying himself. “Keep your eyes out for them, will you?

“You’re scheduled to stop at Minerva Station in a couple days, right? Our chief of administration is heading that way himself, but he’ll be about a week behind you. He thinks the two I told you about should turn themselves in. It’s likely Muck security will board the Temperance to search for them otherwise.

“Speaking of security, three monks boarded the Temperance from Dark Landing at the same time as those two. That’s assuming those two did board . . . which I don’t know they did. Anyway, I’ve been looking into the monks’ backgrounds—don’t ask—and I’m pretty sure those guys are not monks. They’re probably not even guys. Anyway, I thought you should know.

“Oh, and did you hear about the Muck ship, the Golden Tracer? It was attacked and destroyed early this morning. I don’t have any details yet except all hands were lost.”

“So, that’s it. Take care, buddy. Catch you later.” Curtis’s image froze and then faded out.

Drew stomach sunk. He was stunned by the loss of the Golden Tracer and its crew. Why would anyone attack a Muck audit ship? It made no sense. And that meant Bertie Wellington was dead.

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