"Linnea Sinclair - Of Cats, Uh, Furzels & Kings" - читать интересную книгу автора (Sinclair Linnea)

тАЬI have to cut back on his treats.тАЭ
тАЬEspecially as thereтАЩs no way we can let him run about in

the VaxтАЩs corridors for exercise,тАЭ Sass reminded her. тАЬNot

without risking Kel-PatenтАЩs finding out we have a furzel on
board.тАЭ

That was the main reasons they were making this last
transport now, in spite of EdenтАЩs well known aversion to the
method. The bio-cybe admiral had back-to-back meetings scheduled

with some brass from Prime One, neither of which would bring him
anywhere near the transporter deck, or the officersтАЩ residential


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deck, but would likely have him escorting said same brass back

to their shuttle. All Eden, Sass and Reilly had to do was

traverse the fifteen or so feet from the transporter room to the
lifts, then from the lifts to EdenтАЩs new cabin.
Piece oтАЩ cake, Sass had quipped after sheтАЩd outlined the

plan.
тАЬReady?тАЭ The captain had asked, stepping onto the transbeam
platform.
тАЬAs weтАЩll ever be.тАЭ

The world in front of EdenтАЩs eyes glistened, hazed,
glistened and focused.
And she was aware of two things, simultaneously. First,

they were safely in the VaxxarтАЩs transporter room. That was the

Good News. The second was that a scowling Admiral Branden Kel-
Paten was standing just in front of the transbeam controls. That
was definitely not Good News.

Oh, shit, thought Eden.

тАЬOh, shit,тАЭ whispered Sass, next to her.

тАЬWhat,тАЭ Admiral Kel-Paten asked, his voice a near growl,
тАЬis that?тАЭ
Eyes wide in alarm, Sass half-swiveled, peering behind her,