"Zach Hughes - Deep Freeze" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hughes Zach)

resentment over the loss of a war that the Zedes had started and which the
U.P. ended with a devastating salvo of planet busters. But, yes, indeed,
they built a good ship, especially when money was no object and the buyer
wanted every luxury that could be packed into a liner.

"Anything we can do, Captain Webster, in the way of servicing your
ship?" the young driver asked.

"Thank you, no," David said.

"If there's anything, anything at all, just let me know. Ask for Pete."

"I'll do it, Pete," David said.

The young driver fell silent when David pulled out his communicator
and punched in a call. The call went through four exchanges before David
was connected with the proper department at X&A Tigian.

"My name is David Webster, pilot's license number TG2-7L90-300. I
want to record ownership of a Zede Starliner, serial number 789тАФ"

"Hold on, Captain Webster."

He held. The boy, Pete, pulled the groundcar to a stop at a private
entrance to the T-Town Space Terminal.

"Hope you're not in a hurry," David said as he waited.

"Not at all, sir."

"Captain David Webster, TG2-7L90-300?"

"Correct."

"There is an urgent for you."

David felt a little tinge of apprehension. "Yes?"

"It's six months old, Captain Webster." The speaker was a female of
pleasant voice and some sensitivity. "Perhaps you have already received
it."
 "No, I haven't," David said.

"The message, which went out on all routes, is from a Miss Ruth
Webster," the voice said. "She requests that you return to Tigian II as
quickly as possible."

"And that's it?"

"That's it."