Chapter Thirty Nine - Pilot of the Invictus

Meetings

The hail, the code words, and another Sag flyer pulls into the Hangar, and we go on as if nothing has happened.

Ian's told me, from the first slide, that the Sags had so tricked the eyes in Hangar 12 that it would glom the ship, but the portal out of range. All eyes and ears that led from the hangar to the rooms the Gennies occupied were knocked.

The best Ian could do was a heat scan to tell if there were five or three or ten Gennies aboard.

Because I'm curious, because Ian is the definition of curiosity, we'd recorded for our own amusement.

We'd watch. We'd count, sometimes it would be off the grid, like when we officially had six but were carrying twenty nine Gennies.

We knew better than tell Donnie.

Ian had assumed the Sags were importing fems, but the heat tags seemed all male to me.

Didn't match sense.

We'd be stopping here and there to officially log out Gye (6) and log on Gye (7) so why they wanted to do this shuffle was out of my mind range, and we marked it to Superboy Stupor.

What annoyed is that we'd be motherducking, get a request to go to a Space Port and it was either leave the Milelong alone for forty minutes, or drag it with us for four days.

Donnie decided leaving the Milelong unguarded to drop off some Gennie we didn't officially have on board the choice.

I caught that we weren't really security for Milelongs, we were a Gennie taxi service.

Sure, let us all dance and sing about security, but that was the beard. What the 'Vic did was provide a moving garrison for the Sags.

Ian and I played a lot of what if and why if and supposition games but hardcore we
knew Rhyse was playing us. She'd played us to take Gye so we'd be attacked by
Dalmar. She'd wanted an excuse to boycott Dalmar.

She might even have had one of her flunkies tell the Dalmar where Gye was,
so the Presidium and cargo ship we'd been motherducking could claim 'attack'.

Wasn't an attack.
One Gennie wanted another Gennie.
She invented the attack.

It was no different than the Cops on Savorn stopping a ship to request a
wanted man who'd joined the crew to escape the mudball.

Gye was Wanted.

But Rhyse pretended it was an attack, for she wanted to trade with Sagir.

Why?

She got to dump obsolete space wasters on Sagir, pick up their craftsy crud
and dump that on Savorn while playing some phylum of politics with the Sags.

Nice of her to give us the 'Vic for safety, but it wasn't us or the Milelong she was
concerned about...it was the Sags.

It was coming to the crunch I was ready to end my contract and leave the Invictus
for a bathtub.

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