The Last Narkoy: Gathow: Book 2 by Elizabeth Price (find a book to read txt) 📕

eyes. “I’ll handle it, but let Zion know he can override her commands as our chief of security,” he sniffled.

“He can? Well, that would be helpful. I’ll let him know. His head’s been buried in that manual she gave him since we returned,” Rosanheer mentioned.

Danstu stood, following Rosanheer out into his living room. “Maybe Sortec will want to stretch her legs. She’s been acting like she’s been cooped up too long. Maybe she can take her aggression out on someone other than me for once.” Danstu pointed out.

Rosanheer nodded, amused by Danstu’s statement. “You’re learning her. That’s good.”

SIXTEEN

 

“Intruder alert,” called one of the orbs from the top step.

“Authorization Nar-nity-sanka,” Danstu called out to the orbs as he walked up the stairs.

“Chisarel,” Tremble acknowledged as Danstu approached the top of the lookout tower.

Sedom glanced over her shoulder to the orb. “Let him pass,” she called out. She watched as he walked over to her. His eyes still looked bloodshot and his cheeks sunken, but he did look more rested. “I thought I ordered you to sleep seven hours.”

He nodded, grinning slightly. “I managed to sleep for five. I’ll catch the other two on the next time around. Chadon, we have a distress signal from a small passenger ship. The Marisheio have shot it down and it has crash-landed in the forest. Rosanheer is requesting permission to investigate,” Danstu mentioned.

Sedom stared at Danstu for a long moment as if his words made little sense to her ears. “Distress signal? Do you think there's a chance we'll reach them before the Marisheio?” she asked amused.

Danstu didn't flinch. “I didn't think there was a chance a child could have rescued an entire city from a swarm of Marisheio soldiers. There are always possibilities and I don’t want to discount any of them.”

Sedom rushed Danstu against the railing, pinning him there with a sharp elbow to his Adam's apple. “Call me a child again, I dare you. The next time you do, I will personally throw your body over the side.”

“Chadon!” Tremble called out with concern. “Chadon, you need him. I’d suggest you not kill him… yet.” she called low.

Although he couldn't breathe, Danstu never once removed his eyes from hers. “No… offense meant,” he gasped.

She removed her hold letting Danstu breathe. She glared over at Tremble, finally turning away to hide her frustration. “So I do,” she grumbled. “Okay, where are they?”

Danstu hunched over trying to regain his breath. Instead of telling her he gave her a computer pad with all the information. Sedom grabbed the pad, nodding her appreciation.

“If you insist on being my assistant... then you're going to have to learn a few things. For one, never call me a child.” She glanced over to Tremble, making it known she was speaking to her as well. “I stopped being a child the day I killed my first Marisheio,” she explained. “Not that you would know, considering my looks are deceiving, but you know now. Let this be your only warning.”

“I understand,” Danstu returned. “Would you like me to come with you?”

Sedom nodded as she glanced over the report. “Find Zion and Rosanheer. It might be good for you to join us.” she decided as they continued to walk. She glanced back to Tremble, who was walking behind her. “Gather your team. We’re going hunting,” she called back to Tremble.

“Yes, Chadon,” Tremble called back. She whistled for one of the orbs to take her place, than hurried off down the stairs.

Danstu felt to his waistband, realizing he left his pistol behind. “I left my weapon back in my quarters,” he mentioned, slightly ashamed.

Sedom removed her pistol from her side holster, handing it to him. “Borrow this, for now. Never leave your quarters without it again,” she warned. He nodded his appreciation. “I’ll meet the group at the tunnels shortly.”

Danstu continued on, leaving Sedom to return to her quarters. Now he had the hard job of finding Rosanheer and Zion. Where would the two warriors be in the middle of the day? How he wished the coms were back online. Then he thought-- it was the middle of the day. The men were probably eating in the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria, he was pleasantly surprised to find both the men were eating mid-meal together.

He hurried over to the men, stirring them both from their conversation. Zion glanced up from his noodles, slurping up his last noodle. “We were just talking about you,” he admitted.

“Hopefully all good. Uh, we have a situation up top. There’s a downed ship in the forest,” he pointed to Rosanheer who was already nodding. “Sortec wants us to join her and investigate.”

“And here I thought she was getting soft,” Rosanheer laughed. “I’m glad she sees sense.”

Both men moved their plates away and hurried out the door after Danstu. “She invited you to come?” Zion asked Danstu. He grunted. “She’s warming up to you. Stay behind me and I’ll watch your back. She doesn’t know just how rusty you are in the field.”

“I didn’t think I was all that rusty,” Danstu said, slightly hurt by Zion’s words.

Rosanheer patted his shoulder. “Hey, don’t let it get to you. Not everyone is a born warrior.”

“He’s going to die,” Zion coughed.

“Thanks,” Danstu sneered back. “I have no idea why she wants me to come. Five seconds earlier she had me in a choke-hold. Next I know she handed me her pistol.” Danstu grumbled.

“That’s Sortec,” Zion laughed. “She probably just wants to see what you can do in the field. She’s testing you. She’s still not quite sure of you yet.”

By the time they reached the tunnels, Sedom was already waiting. She was adjusting a new pistol that she had grabbed from her quarters. “Ready?” she called to them.

Behind them, seven other men and