Drelix (FATED MATES OF THE SARKARNII #5) by Hattie Jacks EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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CRYSTAL
“Thief!”
The words ring out behind me as I duck my way past the various
stinking and spicy stalls hawking their wares in the huge market
dome. The orange lumbering alien merchant bringing up the rear won’t be
able to catch me—he never does. Which means I have time to slide into a
conduit and take a bite of the fruit I’ve purloined.
Fruit is a rare commodity on Station X42, especially fresh fruit, and my
mark is the only trader who ever has any. Why he doesn’t keep it under lock
and key, I’ll never understand.
I pull up the hood on my nondescript cloak and turn my head into the
conduit as the mostly useless station guard patrol passes by.
The fruit, whatever it is, tastes like strawberries and heaven. As the
sticky juice runs down my arm, I’m transported back to a time when I had
picnics in fragrant, just-mown fields and dessert was Eton Mess, a heavenly
concoction of meringue, cream and strawberries. However, a whimper
draws me back to the present, grimy space station with its myriad of
atmosphere leaks and far too many bodies of all different kinds pressed into
the tin can.
There are three sets of too many eyes blinking at me.
“Mistress?” one of the young Jiaka says, voice breaking.
They’re hungry. They’re always hungry. Jiaka are at the bottom of the
food chain, here on Station X42 and presumably everywhere else. They’re
known thieves, and they can’t get away with anything in this confined
space. Instead they have to scrape a living doing the worst jobs for the
worst credits. And their children starve.
“Here.” I toss the fruit at the oldest. “Make sure you share.” I lick my
fingers to taste the last of my ill-gotten gains, and having checked the coast
is clear, I emerge from my hiding place.
I’ve been on Station X42 for…I don’t really know. Time is different
here. Measured in nova-hours, days, weeks, months. It means nothing to
me. If I had to take a guess, it’s been six months, but it could have been a
year.
I love it.
Because he isn’t here.
When aliens abducted me from the side of the road in the pouring rain,
how little they knew they were doing me a favor, pulling me away from the
wrath which was about to befall me. Or that the second I got a chance, I’d
run from them, ending up on a ship which eventually dumped me, a pathetic
stowaway, on Station X42.
Here, I made my own luck. Here I used my skills to the best advantage,
which was generally not dying. But also, here I’m stuck on a slowly
disintegrating space hulk.
“Chrissy!”
I turn at the hissed sound of my name. “Nayl?” I peer around the side of
a stall where I see the naga alien, his slim form covered up with layers and
layers of fabric (naga aliens are always cold).
“I’ve got a job for you,” he says with a snake smile.
“Thank god!” I throw my head back, my hood coming free and my
auburn curls tumbling out.
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