A Gift for the Alien Warrior by Honey Phillips EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Honey Phillips
- Language: English
- Genre: First Contact Science Fiction
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Taranov almost missed the yacht. The spawning on Tillich Two would be
beginning soon, and he had been bending over his console, planning out
the best trade route for maximum profit from the rare delicacy. When the
proximity alarm sounded, his ship automatically corrected its course. He
didn’t even bother to look up at first, but his ingrained instinct for caution
reared up, and he glanced over the monitor.
That was odd. A small luxury yacht was floating in space—the kind of
expensive vessel that cost more to purchase than the profits of an entire
spawning season. Lights blazed through the portholes, but the ship wasn’t
moving.
He looked down at his console and then back at the yacht. He had five days
to make it back to Tillich Two and he was already pushing that window, but
even though the yacht wasn’t putting out a distress signal, something was
obviously wrong. He sighed and brought his ship to a halt and tried hailing
the other vessel.
No response.
It could be a trap… The expensive yacht would be a tempting target for
pirates—but if someone had tried to set a trap using the seemingly abandoned
ship to lure their victims, then surely the distress signal would have been
transmitting.
He sighed again, then began maneuvering his larger ship into position to
board the other vessel. Unfortunately, the yacht was too large to fit into his
cargo bay so he would have to secure it with his grappling arms. That
connection went swiftly, but they rarely used the boarding tube, and it took
him longer than he would have liked to get it in place. He was swearing
under his breath by the time he had it hooked up, already regretting his
decision to investigate. Still, he’d decided to find out what had happened to
the other ship, and he wasn’t going to stop now.
After floating quickly through the tube, he paused to check the conditions
inside the yacht. The artificial gravity was still in place, along with a
breathable atmosphere. Once the airlock cycled, he placed one hand on the
hilt of his knife and cautiously opened the inner door. As soon as he did, the
metallic scent of blood filled his nose.
Fuck. Something was seriously wrong. He had entered on the lower level and a wide formal stairway—a ridiculous
waste of space on a ship this size—led upwards directly in front of him. He
shot it a look, then decided to survey the lower level first. The engine rooms
appeared to be intact,
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