The Convoy
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Chapter 33
Miles heard his voice first, he snapped back to attention. The Admiral stared with his face near the glass. He frowned.
“So you are the human creature I have been so worried about?” The Admiral asked mockingly.
“Apparently. I am, can’t see why.” Miles responded showing teeth.
“Don’t mock me. You threaten our entire way of life.” The Admiral began to pace.
“So I have heard. Want to hear my secret?” Miles breathed against the glass, clouding and concealing his smile.
The Admiral stopped pacing and turned to listen,
“You are being lied to,” Miles began seriously, but Doctor Melric entered the lab.
“Admiral, sir. I was told you wouldn’t be here, until the screening was done.” Melric approached cautiously, eyeing Miles.
“What has he told you?” He asked the Admiral, whose back was still turned to him. Melric grabbed a scalpel from a lab station, prepared to kill the Admiral.
“He has only taunted me. He hasn’t told me anything, yet.” The Admiral maintained his eye on Miles.
Melric set the blade back on the lab station. He approached the Admiral and placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Sir, they will be fast approaching. You must be prepared; you should leave for the bridge now.” Melric began to push him out of the lab.
“Doctor, stop. I must finish with him.” The Admiral brushed him off to stand straight in front of Miles.
“Are you a threat?” He asked softly with a serious tone.
“No, but your friend the Doctor is.” Miles answered.
The Admiral’s pressed a palm against the glass;
“You had your chance, and you just lost it. I will tolerate it.” The Admiral left the laboratory, “Do with him as you wish. We are done.” He called back angrily.
The door hissed close, Melric approached the glass:
“That was a sneaky move, it is a shame he didn’t trust you.” Melric sneered.
“I would dissect you, or even just kill you right now. But I don’t have the time to; it appears that there is some sort of rebellion against the Admiral. I guess I didn’t need to do much to eliminate his reputation. I will be back for you, that is, if the rebels don’t kill you first.” Melric turned to leave.
“My friends will come to rescue me!” Miles cried out.
“No, they won’t. Besides, it will be Phlasia that needs some rescuing.” Melric chuckled as he left.
Alvar directed his soldiers to stand at the ready facing the hanger doors; each of them raised their guns in preparation.
“Sir, what are we going to do about their shuttles?” A soldier asked.
“I will take command of the cannon control, it is already up and running per my orders, I have directed them to fire.” Alvar smiled as he licked his lips; he wanted blood.