VFF The Book Continues Part 6
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“I assume you have a Doctor on your ship? You’ll be needing him” Colt replied.
"And it is too bad your doctor is injured, it's not like she'll be able to help you much," Grayson said chuckling a bit. He looked up at Mobbex and sighed. "Since you have your watchdog up there, what do you say we handle this man-to-man."
Grayson remembered the last time they fought. He would have won if abbey didn't interfere. After all, he was a trained professional law man. Colt was just some poser. A wannabe. Someone who just wanted to be in abbey's life. He had to knock her up to do it.
Colt shouldn't be in her life. It should've been him. And he'd already decided that if he couldn't be in her life, then no one could. No matter how he did it. Plan A was to take out Colt and Plan B was something he'd rather not do.
"What about it?" Grayson asked as he handed his gun to one of his lackeys. "Are you man enough?"
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"What about it?" Grayson asked as he handed his gun to one of his lackeys. "Are you man enough?"
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“I think you’ll find I’m up to the task.” Colt said coldly.
The two men moved cautiously to the center of the cargo hold, each sizing up the other.
“Uh….Captain?” Mobbex interrupted “When he kicks your ass, do I shoot him, or let him go?”
Colt stared angrily up at the merc “He’s not kicking my…” His string of words was cut off as Grayson landed a hard right hook to Colt’s jaw.
Colt spun with the punch and got his hands up in time to block the follow up kick. Grayson feinted with his left and followed with another solid right, pounding Colt to the deck. He stomped down on Colt’s head, the sole of his boot splitting Colt’s cheek.
Colt swung and caught Grayson behind the knee toppeling him. Colt rolled away and slowly rose. He pressed the palm of his hand to the gash on his face and turned towards Grayson.
Grayson got to his feet and brushed off his pants. “This won’t take long” he said to Abbey. “Then I’ll deal with you”
Colt charged. Grayson easily sidestepped, then spun and landed a vicious kick to Colt’s back, sending him sprawling across the deck again. This time he didn’t get up.
Grayson looked from Colt to Mobbex. “This fight is over. I’m putting a bullet into his skull and taking Oram and Abbey off this boat. You can stop me or take your new ship and be on your way… Captain.”
“Hmmm“ Mobbex contemplated ”Tempting offer, to be sure. There’re a couple of problems with that. Abbey’s rent, well that’s just about the only thing keeps us afloat. ‘Tween that and this fight not being quite over, I think I’m gonna have to pass.”
Grayson turned to see Colt, beaten, bloody but standing right behind him. Colt grabbed Grayson’s hair and head butted him in his already broken nose. Grayson threw a punch and Colt easily grabbed his wrist. Twisting his body away he pinned Grayson’s arm. Colt pried open Grayson’s fist and pushed his fingers back until he heard the satisfying “pop” of all four fingers. Grayson screamed, but Colt continued, sweeping the back of his leg and forcing the man to his knees. Once there Colt pulled up, dislocating Grayson’s elbow. Grayson’s world went black.
Grayson came too bound, along with the extraction team. Colt was standing over him gun in hand.
“So you’re going to shoot me now?” he said.
“Can’t think of a compelling reason not to” Colt said leveling his pistol at Grayson. “You meant the same for me and mine.
“I have a job to do. I was doing my job. You can’t protect her.” Grayson looked at Colt then smiled “She hasn’t even told you, has she?”
Abbey approached, Colt started to object but Abbey touched him gently on the arm and gave him assuring nod"
“Grayson, don’t contact me again. I’m not your property. You of all people should know better than that. I’m no longer your job”
“Abbey you are making a huge mistake." Grayson protested "I have been able to keep you off the radar. He’s an outlaw, a petty thief. The attention he draws will get you noticed. I can protect you.”
“How is taking my child protecting me?” Abbey said hatefully.
“I should have discussed with you my reasons. It’s was only…” Abbey interrupted him.
“Go Grayson, We’re done” She said coldly “As far as I’m concerned, I’ll take my chances. And don’t think about turning the Alliance on us because of this. I still have my insurance, and I will use it if you force me to”
Wash and Mobbex got the team to their feet and started them towards the door. Grayson stopped and looked at Oram. "My offer still stands Oram. You can walk away from this insanity"
Oram shot him the finger.
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Colt closed up the ramp when Grayson and his team were ushered out, just in case they decided to come back.
Spots was still out, but he could get back in if he wanted to.
Colt touched his cheek to see he was bleeding, but he turned to look at abbey.
"Are you OK?" he asked since she had her hand on her stomach. She nodded to say that she was, then he went on to the other question he wanted to know. "So... What haven't you told me yet?”
abbey cringed inside and then took a breath. She wasn't ready to tell him. Sure, they were having a baby, but it was a part of her life she really wanted to be done with.
She took a deep breath and the lying began...
"A couple of years ago, I worked at a large casino on Ariel. I did a private gaming session with some local folk. Turned out that they were less than nice people. Well they had a bad night, lost a lot of money to me and took exception to that. They were a little more than miffed and decided that they wanted to make an example of me. Hired a hit man and everything. The guy was very good. It was only through an incredible streak of luck that I am still here to tell the tale.
"There was nothing that could be traced back to the men in question so I was relocated to this kind of position; one that was always on the move. Grayson was the one who monitors where I am and forwards any info along to me. Kinda like a case worker. His job is to check in on me. He usually does it by scheduling a game. Perfect cover. He also keeps an eye out on these people’s movements in case they are still looking for retribution.
"That's it. Nothing much."
One of these days, she would tell him. She just couldn't do it right now.
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Colt stared at Abbey. She looked exhausted, worn out from the whole ordeal. Still it gnawed at him that she wasn’t telling the truth, at least not all the facts. Grayson had been dogging their heels since she set foot on his vessel. Hard to believe the fed would take this much interest over a gambling confrontation.
He mulled over confronting her. It did occur to him that Grayson might be right. He couldn’t safeguard her if he didn’t know from what, but he decided to wait. He had enough fighting for today. However, before the baby was born, he would have the truth of it.
He turned to Oram “Doc, you think you can battle through the pain and patch me up?”
He half expected her to shoot him the finger, but she grimaced and led him to the infirmary. Abbey didn’t leave his side and assisted Oram in stitching up his face. When she finished Colt examined her work in the mirror. It would scar but not too bad.
“Now check her out” Colt said motioning to Abbey.
“I’m fine” Abbey started but Colt was having none of that.
“Doc’s up and around until her next dose, you took quite a fall back there. I want you checked out.” Colt ordered.
He told the Doc to rest when she finished examining Abbey and went back into the cargo hold. Mobbex was coming up the ramp with what looked to be the busted mule they had just purchased.
"Oops" Mobbex said sheepishly.
“Push it back outside” Colt said shaking his head “Spots has enough to do without adding that to the list.”
He reached into his wallet and pulled out his remaining cash. “Can’t work without transport, find what you can with this” he said handing Mobbex the money.
“I could just steal us one” The big merc replied.
“No, feds aren’t here by now, means Grayson didn’t turn us in, but no doubt their watching us close. Let’s not go giving them a reason.”
Mobbex nodded and pushed the wreck back down the ramp. As he was leaving Brit came walking in her arms full of wildflowers.
“So you were out picking daisies?” Colt questioned.
Brit looked at the collection of flowers in her arms. “I didn’t find any Bellis Perennes, but I could go look again.”
She started back down the ramp but Colt quickly caught up to her. “No that’s ok those will do fine. No more wandering off. Why don’t you go find a vase…” Colt looked at the flowers again “A bunch of vases and put them in.”
Colt saw abbey coming out of the infirmary “Everything ok?”
“Oram said I’m fine. Just another bruise, I’m getting quite the collection.” She said smiling.
Her smile warmed Colt. He took her hand, they walked towards her shuttle. Once inside he pulled her close. The two kissed. The notification beep from her comm went off. She started to pull away.
“Ignore it” Colt said pulling her back.
“It could be work and I think you just gave Mobbex the last of our money”
“Our money” Colt said with a smile of his own.
Abbey moved to the vid screen and pushed the button. The screen flashed and Adelia Niska appeared. “My dearest Abbey, I was calling to confirm our game”
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Never mind... There is nothing to see here... Move along!
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abbey was so happy that Oram checked everything out and besides the bruise on her face, the baby was just where a 'peanut' of nine weeks should be. It was almost too cute the way that Colt had ordered her to get checked out.
Maybe this could work out, she thought.
He walked her to her shuttle, holding her hand and once inside, he pulled her close and they kissed. It felt so good. Like this was the way things should be. Things were about to get hot and heavy when the notification beeper signified a wave was coming in.
He wanted her to ignore it and she seriously considered it for a moment, but they needed cash.
They... She smiled.
When she turned on the screen things went from good to bad. The face of Adelei Niska looked back at her.
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“My dearest Abbey, I was calling to confirm our game”
"Mr. Niska... I didn't expect to hear from you so soon," she said putting on a friendly smile. "You have the requisite number of players?"
"Yes," Niska said. "Four including myself. This should be a very interesting evening, yes?"
"Of course, Mr. Niska," abbey said congenially. "I look forward to it."
abbey cut off the wave and stood there without turning around.
"I had to Colt," she said softly. "He made me an offer I couldn't refuse. And when I said I couldn't refuse it, I was literal."
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The Sky was moonless as Spots ran down the alley ways between warehouses. Ducking into the shadows when ships flew over, his mind was racing with the this adventure will play out, is it a double cross from the old man was Roy still working for him, would he find his sister in time, and every variation his mind could see. Then he saw it Warehouse #6, Spots scanned the exterior for any persons or a door. There was light coming out from a door on the western side of the building
He covered the distance between them quickly grabbing the back of the man’s shirt and slamming him against some adjacent boxes. With his gun already drawn and placed to the man’s temple he began to question his new prisoner.
Spots: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
Man: Jesus Christ?
Spots: I doubt that!
Man: What?
Spots: Never Mind who are you?
Man: my name is Steven
Spots: Well Steve I’m looking for a guy named Rune {holstering his pistol and truing Steve to so they were face to face}
Steve: Rune… Rune… yeah he’s one of the guys guarding the warehouse,
Spots: well Steve could you find him for me?
Steve: well…
Spots: and I will let you leave this place with your life.
Steve: oook
Spots released Steve and minuets later he returned with the man called Rune.
Rune: So you’re the one that Roy told me about.
Spots: yeah I am
Steve: can I go now….
Spots: I would suggest that… get out of here.
Steve: don’t have to tell me twice [Steve ran off into the darkness]
Rune: So what do you want?
Spots: I heard that there was a shipment of Slaves that might interest me
Rune: So it’s a girl you want eh
Spots: it’s my sister.
Rune: well I can help you with that. Let me guess about 5’ 6” and scary as all get out… I can see the family resemblance.
Spots: Sounds about right…So where his she?
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Spots: Sounds about right…So where his she?
"Well the last I saw of her, a not so nice guy by the name of Niska had her," Rune told Spots. "She's in big trouble if he's interested."
Rune thought about the girl when he saw her.
"She didn't look too good either," he continued. "She was thin. She looked like she got a beating not too long ago. She was unkempt and looked just..."
She had no emotion.
"Well... she looked like they broke her, you know what I mean?" Rune continued. "No fight in her at all."
Then he remembered the look in her eyes when he caught sight of her. There was something special, but he couldn't figure out what it was. Then he remembered what he heard her say. But he knew she didn't actually say anything, but...
It was all so confusing.
"Hey..." Rune said nervously, not wanting to sound like he was fong luh. "Does the word 'Spots' mean anything to you?"
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“No” Colt said far too loud “Not going to happen”
“I don’t have that luxury Colt” Abbey replied moving close to him “I accepted the game. If I cancel, he can register a complaint”
“Let him complain. Do I have to bring to mind, he cut off my finger?” Colt waved his right hand in front of Abbey’s face. “And he was just getting started. Not to mention you took up arms against his men in the ruckus. You think he’s just going to look over that?”
Abbey moved to the liquor cabinet and started inspecting the contents. “I doubt he knows of my participation, but if he does he can’t act against me. Game regulations, I’m allowed safe passage and there is no confrontation allowed during the game, from any party.”
“What about after the game? Didn’t you just inform me about a hit man coming after you because of a game?”
Abbey tensed. She was no more ready to tell Colt the truth now than she had been in the cargo bay, but he made a good point.
“That was a long time ago and completely different circumstances.” She went to the supply locker and started counting out chips. “I’ll be fine”
“Then I’ll come along” Colt said.
Panic swept through Abbey, she would be fine, at least she should be, but Colt could likely end up under Niska’s knife. “You’ll do nothing of the sort”
Colt crossed to her side and took the chips from her hand “I seem to recall telling you something along those lines, not two minutes ago. You said yourself , no confrontations from any party.”
Abbey snatched the chips back. She had had enough of this. “That protection is only for players, which you are not. This is my business. We had an agreement when I signed my lease that you would not interfere.”
“Things have changed Darlin’” Colt said as he moved his hand towards her stomach.
“They haven’t changed that much” Abbey said firmly pushing his hand away. “You don’t get to do that. I’m not some barefoot housewife, strapped to a stove. I’m taking this game because it’s my job. So unless you have the 5000 credit buy in. You're staying here, and that final.”
Colt stiffened and stepped away from her. “So you’re giving orders on my boat now?”
“Colt” Abbey said falteringly.
“No. Shiny, I’ll be back with my buy in, and once we're past this little hurdle, maybe it’s time we take another look at that lease.” Colt stomped out of the shuttle.
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How could she tell him that the reason she took Niska's game was not as simple as "it's a game" or the fact he could file a complaint.
Niska knew whose ship she was on. And he was still none too happy that he lost a great deal of coin to her the last time they met. So when he called the first time, she had two options.
One would be to not take the game. Niska explained to her that if that was the way she was going to go about it, then he could only surmise that she had cheated him. He didn't like cheaters. Cheaters needed to be dealt with and not by reporting them to the House. They would be dealt with by Niska's choice.
The other would be to take the game. Even though she would be stepping into the "belly of the beast," it would probably be safer. Taking the game meant that she had nothing to hide from Niska. But then again, she didn't know whether or not he would honor the House's rules on safe passage and playage. She had an inkling he would. If he didn't and she didn't report back in, he could be blacklisted. Not good for his reputation. But you could never be sure with a man like Niska.
She thought about telling him the reason why, but didn't want to since it would only heighten his anxiety. But she knew she had to explain some. She couldn't exactly allow him to do something crazy like pick her up and tie her to a chair somewhere so she couldn't go.
So again, she didn't have a choice, so she turned and followed Colt, nearly running to catch up with him.
"I have to take this game, Colt," she tried to explain. "I don't have any other choice! He knows that I rent a shuttle from you. He lost a lot of money to me last time. He said if I didn't take the game, that he could only assume that I was cheating. And he doesn't like cheaters. Could you imagine if he decided to come after me too?"
She could have slapped herself as soon as the word 'too' slipped from her mouth. Hopefully she could cover by making him madder.
"So, no matter what, you cannot come," she said insistently. "Not unless you have the buy in and I know you don't, so just drop it! I can take care of myself."
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