True Cost: The Descendants War Book 5 by John Walker

Author:John Walker [Walker, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Vesper took a left from the Manager’s storage room. She jogged along the corridor, taking a flight of stairs back to the lounge. Her quarry didn’t likely head toward the medical bay, but she may have gone toward the hangars. That meant the larger hallway, one none of them came through in their initial assault.

She approached the open passage, remaining close to the wall on the left. The area stretched a good hundred yards before curving. Line of sight showed her shops on either side with people milling about here and there. Yes, they were armed but they seemed to be those who didn’t want to cause trouble.

Probably would like to get out of here without incident. Vesper wondered if they’d give her trouble. Maybe they can help. A few wore headgear. Early briefings told her spacers wore such things to act as translators when they operated in intergalactic stations. Which means I should be able to communicate with them.

Her full body armor worried her, though. They might not take kindly to someone who blatantly looked like a soldier. Though they did seem laid-back, particularly the ones who leaned against the walls, chatting idly with others. Who were these guys that didn’t appear phased by what had happened?

Those with secure ships is my guess. If they had the means of leaving once the warp was over, they probably didn’t care too much about what happened around them. And if they weren’t greedy, then they had no reason to run around looting the place. I imagine the Manager and his pals would like them to step up.

Vesper didn’t understand the administrators of the place. However, seeing those men and women just stand around gave her confidence that the person she chased hadn’t made an impact on them. If she tried to stir them up at all. Time to find out what’s going on with these folks.

She made her way down the hall, trying to move casually. The armor made it impossible. Every step made more noise than a regular pair of boots. Which led her to wonder how they’d react when she drew close. They started eyeballing her as soon as she emerged from the lounge.

The closest, a man dressed in leather pants and a long leather jacket, placed his hand on his weapon. His shaggy hair stood up wild around his head. He wore a thick beard, his eyes hiding beneath a heavy, dark brow. She held up her left hand, hoping it might be a universal sign of non-aggression.

“Hi there,” Vesper called. “Um… I know you probably don’t understand me so I’m going to talk slowly for the translator. Did you see a woman run through here a moment ago?”

The man waited a moment. “Yes.” Her translator showed he spoke Prytin. “Charged down here screaming something about treasure. Tried to offer all of us a cut if we’d go back with her.” He said the last part loud enough for the others to hear. The comment brought on some laughter.

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