Alien’s Match (OUTLAW PLANET MATES) by Elin Wyn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Elin Wyn
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NORSUK
The rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins as I leaped into the
stinger, my fingers dancing across the manual retro controls. Sorik and
Kamek, those idiots, thought they could best me in a contest of piloting
skill. Ha! They couldn’t handle a stinger like I could. I zeroed in on my
chosen target, a glint of chrome caught in the light of the twin stars.
“Telemetry capture,” I barked at the computer, my eyes never leaving
the pale arc of Reazus Prime. The pod’s trajectory flashed across the screen
—glide path seventeen degrees south of the equator. Perfect.
The stinger’s thrusters clanged and thrummed as I maneuvered, the
vibrations rattling through my bones. I could almost taste the victory. Once
I scooped up that pod in the EM haul field, I’d jam it into a descending orbit
to Maneet and sell off the contents sight unseen. Minimal effort, maximum
profit. The contest was in the bag.
“Glide path twenty-nine degrees southwest,” the computer chimed, an
edge of warning in its mechanical voice.
What the hells? The pod was changing course on its own. Impossible.
No matter—I was still on its tail. I watched the distance tick down. 3000
klicks. 2500.
3000?
It was pulling away from me now? I slammed my thumb on the main
rocket control, the thrust shoving me back into the command chair.
We were scavengers, my brothers and I. Bounty hunters. Opportunists.
Whatever put credits in our pockets. And according to the scans, those pods
held human females. Universal breeders. Valuable commodities in certain
circles—slaves, concubines, baby-makers. Not my scene. I didn’t want to
get close to any female. I just wanted to get rich.
The stinger shuddered as it hit atmosphere, the planet’s surface filling
the viewscreen. Too close for any fancy flying now. “Employ EMHF when
we’re in range,” I ordered, watching the electromagnetic haul field charge
up. Almost there. I could practically smell the credits.
“Ten. Nine. Eight,” the computer counted down. The pod loomed large
before me, seconds from capture. I readied myself, fingers tightening on the
control stick. At contact, I’d activate the delta fields and guide us safely
planetside…
“Seven. Six. Fi-” The cockpit flashed red and klaxons blared.
“No, no, no!” I yelled, fighting for control as the stinger rocked
violently.
“Trawl ray failure,” the computer announced needlessly as the pod
broke away. The sudden release sent the stinger hurtling in a dizzying loop.
I hauled back on the yoke, desperate to level out. To land. The pod was
ahead of me again, retros flaring as it tried to land itself.
“Telemetry capture!” I barked.
“Emergency landing sequence engaged,” the computer replied. I
pounded the dash. Stupid, useless machine!
“Where is it going?” I demanded. The pod seemed determined to plow
straight into a plateau. At the last second, it plunged downward… into the
yawning mouth of an arched tunnel. An old mine shaft. Of course.
I pulled up hard, catching a final glimpse of the pod vanishing into the
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