"Kristine Smith - Kilian 1 - Code Of Conduct" - читать интересную книгу автора (Smith Kristine)

pulled her after him behind the small building. There, a sleek black sedan hovered
shadowlike beside her battered single-seater.

He yanked open the sedan's gullwing and pushed Jani into the passenger seat. The
heavy door closed over her with a solid thunk. Black trueleather cushions, soft as
butter, sensed her chill and grew warm.

Evan got in beside her and pulled his door closed. "God, how can you live here!"
He dug under his
seat, came up first with a large thermoflask, men two polished metal cups.

He thrust one of the cups into Jani's hand and rilled it. The weighty aromas of
chocolate and fresh
coffee flooded the cabin. Despite her nerves, her mouth watered-тАФshe hadn't tasted
truebean in years. She drained her cup with childlike greed.

"Jani? For cryтАФyou want more?" Evan held out the thermoflask, then hesitated.
"What's wrong with your face? It's all red."

She felt her cheek. Despite exposure to cold wind and rain, the skin felt dry and hot.
"Naxin exposure.
It's like sunburn. I'll be fine."

"I have to get you to a doctorтАФ"

"I'll be fine."

Evan retreated slowly. ''And to think I thought this would be the easy part, after what
I went through
to find you." He set his cup in a niche in the dash and dug through his coat pockets.
"I had nothing to
go on. Your file's been buried. All I had was your canceled lieutenant's ID, the one
you gave me after your promotion to captain. I bad copies made, sent out to my
people."

"Like your blonde from SouthPort Consolidated?" Jani slumped in her seat and felt
the ergoworks
vibrate in their efforts to support her properly. "Why that hostel? Why the hell did I
have to run into
that hostel?"

"I had people all over NorthPort," Evan said as he searched. "SouthPort, too. The
docks. I had no intention of letting you slip away." He pulled a tiny slipcase from the
inside pocket of his coat. "My blonde came back and told me they had found a
likely suspect. You, of course. Only problem was,
you didn't look like the holo. But she did say the Haarin liked you, you were damned
good at your
job, and the people you worked for couldn't figure you out. That sounded familiar."
He removed a
card from the slipcase and handed it to Jani. "The crash changed things, I guess."