Gwenna Sebastian - VN2.pdf - Many MM - miilliicciicca

VN2

by Gwenna Sebastian

Breathless Press

Calgary, Alberta

www.breathlesspress.com

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and

incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used

fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any

resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or

persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

VN2

Published by Breathless Press at Smashwords

ISBN: 978-1-926930-67-1

Cover Artist: Victoria Miller

Editor: Veronica Swift

reproduced electronically or in print without written

permission, except in the case of brief quotations

embodied in reviews.

Breathless Press

www.breathlesspress.com

Dedication

To Tara B, who let me play in her sandbox.

Without her, there would be no Nate and Ian and

the world that is VN2.

Acknowledgements

There are a lot of people who have seen me

through this rather long journey to complete VN2.

My cheering gallery that includes Kathy P, Diane,

Morgan and certainly Tara. My editor, Veronica,

who wanted this manuscript before it was even

finished. This is my second journey with her and I

remain thankful for being able to trust that I was

in good hands. Most importantly, Melanie, who

has been on this ride with me from the first word

to the last. Her support never wavered nor her

belief that I would, one day, finish this story. I

couldn’t do any of this without her.

Echo Team

Colonel Morgan Daniels

Sergeant Nathan (Nate) Williams

Lieutenant Ian Davidson

Lieutenant Sean Dunn

Doc (Cal) Callahan

Specialist Rory Collins

Specialist Alejandro (Ali) Martin

Specialist Scott Simmons

Specialist Noah Morris

Tobey Flannigan

Tyler Flannigan

Chapter One

The room was small, barely big enough for the

narrow bed and uncomfortable chair crammed

into the back corner. Lieutenant Ian Davidson

stared at it as he stood in the doorway. Behind

him, the transfer station crowds streamed past in

a blur of sounds and color. These cells were

soundproof, once you shut the damned door.

Running a hand through his hair and muttering

to himself, Ian finally stepped in and then kicked

the door shut. The noise dampened to a distant

growl. The room’s walls seem to close in around

him, the overhead light bright and glaring. He

dumped his small duffle on the floor by the chair,

switched off the light and threw himself on the

bed, draping an arm over his eyes.

The room did a decent job of shutting the

station out but nothing stopped the dull and

constant roar of voices in Ian’s head. A headache

throbbed behind his eyes as he tried to calm his

racing thoughts.

He wasn’t supposed to be here. Well, that

wasn’t entirely true. He was supposed to be here,

but only long enough to transfer to another

shuttle that would take him to a new post. A post

that would have a small staff on a distant

backwater world where he could get away from

his damned father.

The old man would be furious when he found

out, the controlling bastard. This was not a post

that would put Ian in line to move up the ladder

of command or to be noticed. He’d be nothing at

this distant outpost, even forgotten.

Ian couldn’t think of anything he wanted more.

The only string attached was he had to agree to a

minimum of four years. Placing officers in such an

out of the way outpost wasn’t easy, they told him.

Ian didn’t even blink. He’d have signed on for ten

years if that was the deal.

But he wasn’t there yet. Instead, the shuttle

he arrived on was way overdue and he missed the

last connection he could make. Now he was here

for the next ten hours, cooling his heels in a

sleeping cell that felt more confining by the

minute.

Gwenna Sebastian - VN2.pdf

Plik z chomika:

Inne pliki z tego folderu:

Inne foldery tego chomika: