America's Galactic Foreign Legion - Book 20: Time Machine
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“Is the human pestilence subspecies Italiano using Mafia connections to move blue powder across the border?”
“There’s no such thing as the Mafia,” advised Skinny Pete. “Just saying.”
“Liar!” shouted the spider commander, shooting Skinny Pete in the head. Blood splattered across Badger, terrifying the loveable crackhead even more. “Who is your commanding officer?”
“Major Lopez of the Legion?” answered Badger, pleading. “Please don’t kill me!”
“You work for the Cartel? Why are you not using drones to smuggle drugs?”
“Tortoises are lame,” conceded Badger. “Low tech is better, my ass. I told you what you want to know about the lab. So, I can go?”
“Not likely, human pestilence.”
“Can’t we all just get along? Some of my best friends are you spiders.”
“You spiders?” asked the spider commander, offended.
The spider commander contemplated shooting the fat human pestilence in the head, leaving his body slumped over the skinny one, two more fools to be claimed by the New Gobi Desert, two less members of the Actors’ Guild. However, the matter needed more study. Feeling magnanimous, the spider commander spared Badger. If indeed this putrid jellified mass of human pestilence was loveable, he might be useful as a spy for the Empire. The spider commander dialed his translation device down to outlawed Albuquerque Mafia slang. “Yo, punk-ass fool, you will be my snitch on the inside, or I’ll whack you.”
“No way I’ll be your alien bitch,” protested Badger. “I’m a righteous dude. I don’t roll that way.”
‘Bitch.’ Yes, that’s the word I was looking for, thought the spider commander, fine tuning the translator beyond politically correct civilized limits. “Yo, beee-otch! You will do my bidding because I got yo’ punk-ass bent over between a rock and a much harder substance, probably titanium.”
“Say what?”
“Snitch or die!”
“Fine, bro. You got me. I’ve gone over to the Dark Side. Who would have thought Badger to be a snitch for the alien feds, in a galaxy far, far away?”
“Stop whining!” ordered the spider commander, back-clawing Badger across the face again. “You will provide details about human pestilence drug cartels.”
“Yes, lord and master gnarly spider dude.”
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~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
Walter Knight played football on Tucson High School’s last state championship team (1971). He served three years in the army, and the GI Bill paid for his college education, helping him earn degrees from Fort Steilacoom Community College, Central Washington State College, and the University of Puget Sound School of Law.
Walter lives a very quiet and private life, residing with his family and horses, dogs, cats, and fish atop a hill in rural Washington. Walt enjoys taking road trips to explore ghost towns and casinos.
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~TABLE OF CONTENTS~
Story Summary
Copyright Information
Books by the Author
Author Acknowledgement
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Bonus Short Story
About Guest Author
Preview AGFL21
About the Author
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