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leaned closer and closer, quietly informing her of the contents and preparations of each
dish seeking to create an intimate bond, ignoring the others. He complimented her on her
clothing and actually touched her hair with the premise of examining the intricate silver
roping woven into the thick braid down her back. Sherem noticed her extreme
discomfort and kept hold of her hand under the table between all seven courses and
gently squeezed her thigh while they ate. She was grateful for the connection.
Though charming and attentive to a fault, it took all of Kindarak s considerable
control to leash his growing possessive fury. The object of his desire treated him with
glacial politeness and aloof disregard. He tried every trick to make her relax and open to
him but the more he pressed the more stubborn she became. He had a mare very similar
to her before he taught her manners by repeated lashings. The image of Nadia tied and
naked on his mat, disciplined into submission by his whip, made a tent on his lap he did
not even try to conceal. Let her observe the eventual reward for her reticence. He was
sweating with conjured images but it didn t matter; his little charade grew to an end. He
smiled magnanimously at all he surveyed. Seating Nadia at his left was a signal to his
crew that she would be his next vict& mistress. He could almost taste the roaring river of
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passion hidden beneath her frigid façade. His eyes gleamed in satisfaction when a small
ruckus erupted at the entrance of the hall.
A junior crewmember from the Portender rushed to their table, Sherem and Dakar
stood and moved to intercept him.
It s Jorge, sir, he was attacked. We took him to Med Station One. He is asking
for you.
Dakar, see our females back to the ship. I go with Denny. Sherem grabbed his
arm and whispered, Be ready for anything. Bran will stay with you as backup. Dakar
didn t search for the ankou; for once he appeared grateful for his unobtrusive presence.
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Sherem raced through the link with Bran on his heels, ordering several of his most
trusted warriors to guard the entrance and wait for the others then seal the entrance.
You were right in your suppositions, by the way, Bran calmly pointed out,
loping along beside Sherem.
What are you saying? Sherem charged down the corridor to the jetquik and he
and Bran piled in.
All of the survivors from our last attack were in that room staring up at you.
Your instincts were correct.
Yes, but did we learn the truth too late? Sherem arrived on the bridge barking
orders to prepare for link-drop and get underway while his senses screamed of peril; he
knew Kindarak would launch first strike. He stopped at a wall COM and ordered their
shields raised. It would tip off his suspicions but at this point, it was a matter of
semantics; the snake of impending doom was slithering up his spine.
Sherem, the shields have been tampered with, they will not rise.
Sherem swore before answering, Check all systems. Now! Report to me at Med
Station One. He ran full out to the med facility and did not stop until he was beside his
captain. Jorge, I am here. Report. Meant as an order, it was spoken with great
concern.
S-Sherem, it was Brian. I caught him tampering with the ship s electrical
systems, he tried to k-kill me but I was suited, as ordered. Jorge forced a smile that
came out as a grimace. H-he was my friend. Trusted don t understand.
I don t think he is himself, Jorge. The tapes we reviewed showed Brian as our
thief. We have reason to believe that he is an Angels Gate addict and controlled by his
source, the real villain.
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Before I passed out he told me he was doing me a favor for we were about to be
blown into oblivion and that the end he gave me was infinitely more pleasant than the one
planned for you. Jorge grabbed his arm and tried to sit. You must be careful
I know of the danger, Jorge, and who is behind it all finally. Rest, all will be
well. Sherem turned to the EMT and a silent message passed between them. He
followed Sherem to the outer chamber.
What is his condition? he asked grimly.
As he told you, he was suited. It saved his life. Brian shot directly at his heart
and bruised the muscle of the large aorta and will need time to heal. The med-tech unit
has reduced the inflammation but the heart cannot be stressed for the next forty-eight
hours.
Sherem nodded. Fine, put him out and secure this and the other two Med
Stations. Prepare for battle. Long life. Sherem moved into the jet-quik and got off at
the bridge just as a huge explosion rocked the Portender.
Smoke and fire leapt from the counsel as warning sirens filled the bridge.
Engineering, Sherem shouted over the din. Do we have nuclear capability?
Yes, sir, came the faint reply.
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leaned closer and closer, quietly informing her of the contents and preparations of each
dish seeking to create an intimate bond, ignoring the others. He complimented her on her
clothing and actually touched her hair with the premise of examining the intricate silver
roping woven into the thick braid down her back. Sherem noticed her extreme
discomfort and kept hold of her hand under the table between all seven courses and
gently squeezed her thigh while they ate. She was grateful for the connection.
Though charming and attentive to a fault, it took all of Kindarak s considerable
control to leash his growing possessive fury. The object of his desire treated him with
glacial politeness and aloof disregard. He tried every trick to make her relax and open to
him but the more he pressed the more stubborn she became. He had a mare very similar
to her before he taught her manners by repeated lashings. The image of Nadia tied and
naked on his mat, disciplined into submission by his whip, made a tent on his lap he did
not even try to conceal. Let her observe the eventual reward for her reticence. He was
sweating with conjured images but it didn t matter; his little charade grew to an end. He
smiled magnanimously at all he surveyed. Seating Nadia at his left was a signal to his
crew that she would be his next vict& mistress. He could almost taste the roaring river of
143
Lil Gibson
passion hidden beneath her frigid façade. His eyes gleamed in satisfaction when a small
ruckus erupted at the entrance of the hall.
A junior crewmember from the Portender rushed to their table, Sherem and Dakar
stood and moved to intercept him.
It s Jorge, sir, he was attacked. We took him to Med Station One. He is asking
for you.
Dakar, see our females back to the ship. I go with Denny. Sherem grabbed his
arm and whispered, Be ready for anything. Bran will stay with you as backup. Dakar
didn t search for the ankou; for once he appeared grateful for his unobtrusive presence.
144
SHEREM
Chapter Eighteen
Sherem raced through the link with Bran on his heels, ordering several of his most
trusted warriors to guard the entrance and wait for the others then seal the entrance.
You were right in your suppositions, by the way, Bran calmly pointed out,
loping along beside Sherem.
What are you saying? Sherem charged down the corridor to the jetquik and he
and Bran piled in.
All of the survivors from our last attack were in that room staring up at you.
Your instincts were correct.
Yes, but did we learn the truth too late? Sherem arrived on the bridge barking
orders to prepare for link-drop and get underway while his senses screamed of peril; he
knew Kindarak would launch first strike. He stopped at a wall COM and ordered their
shields raised. It would tip off his suspicions but at this point, it was a matter of
semantics; the snake of impending doom was slithering up his spine.
Sherem, the shields have been tampered with, they will not rise.
Sherem swore before answering, Check all systems. Now! Report to me at Med
Station One. He ran full out to the med facility and did not stop until he was beside his
captain. Jorge, I am here. Report. Meant as an order, it was spoken with great
concern.
S-Sherem, it was Brian. I caught him tampering with the ship s electrical
systems, he tried to k-kill me but I was suited, as ordered. Jorge forced a smile that
came out as a grimace. H-he was my friend. Trusted don t understand.
I don t think he is himself, Jorge. The tapes we reviewed showed Brian as our
thief. We have reason to believe that he is an Angels Gate addict and controlled by his
source, the real villain.
145
Lil Gibson
Before I passed out he told me he was doing me a favor for we were about to be
blown into oblivion and that the end he gave me was infinitely more pleasant than the one
planned for you. Jorge grabbed his arm and tried to sit. You must be careful
I know of the danger, Jorge, and who is behind it all finally. Rest, all will be
well. Sherem turned to the EMT and a silent message passed between them. He
followed Sherem to the outer chamber.
What is his condition? he asked grimly.
As he told you, he was suited. It saved his life. Brian shot directly at his heart
and bruised the muscle of the large aorta and will need time to heal. The med-tech unit
has reduced the inflammation but the heart cannot be stressed for the next forty-eight
hours.
Sherem nodded. Fine, put him out and secure this and the other two Med
Stations. Prepare for battle. Long life. Sherem moved into the jet-quik and got off at
the bridge just as a huge explosion rocked the Portender.
Smoke and fire leapt from the counsel as warning sirens filled the bridge.
Engineering, Sherem shouted over the din. Do we have nuclear capability?
Yes, sir, came the faint reply.
Fine, get it ready. The Stealth has had her chance, now we will teach her not to [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]