Deep Space Intelligence : Complete Series
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‘Make a move, Boss, it won’t be your leg I shoot.’
Raven put his hands in the air. ‘I’ll not move.’
As Martin went to pick up the suit, Raven did move, kicking the killer in the face. The gun went off, blasting a hole in the wall. It was Raven fighting an injured man with a gun. Another shot, another hole in the wall. The firing of a laser on the ship could kill them all. Even injured, Martin was surprisingly strong. Raven hit him hard in the face, grabbed the gun hand, spun him around and grabbed him around the waist.
‘Sam. Get the airlock.’
Thorne heaved himself to his feet and limped to the airlock, opening the inner door. Raven and Martin fell inside, Raven pinning Martin down.
‘Sam,’ Raven yelled. ‘Shut the inner door and open the outer door.’
Thorne was still wrestling Martin on the floor as the inner door closed shut. Thorne had to limp his way to the flight-deck and opened the outer airlock door. That was it. He had just killed Dale Martin. He stared at the screen. There was Martin, dead, covered in blood, floating by. Thorne closed the outer airlock door and opened the inner door. He turned to go help and there stood Shannon, carrying Dixon. She was staring at the screen and the blood covered corpse. She said nothing as she followed her father to the airlock. Raven, exhausted, was sitting on the floor, his helmet in his hands. He put the helmet down and took Dixon from Shannon and kissed him.
‘I need two things very badly. A beer and to go home.’
Chapter 402
The lack of spacesuits for Dixon and Pinky, meant they couldn’t cross the void of space to the other ship, so the valves still had to be repaired before they could make their way back to Mars. Thorne sat awkwardly and supervised Raven with the job of replacing the valves, and two hours later, the computer was doing the boring bits. Thorne’s leg wound was just muscle damage, nothing life threatening.
The coordinates of the other ship were recorded for its collection at a later time. By the time they reached Mars, Dixon’s rash was healing nicely, and he had survived Raven’s poor attempts of feeding him. When they finally landed, it seemed like all of Mars had turned out to greet them. It was kisses and hugs as the two families were reunited and they waved to the cheering crowds.
‘So,’ said Raven. ‘What do you think of the holiday so far?’
Joy Dainty answered him, but the noise from the thousands of people drowned her out.
The End
Hi. Many thanks for reading my books. I hope you enjoyed them. To read more about Dixon ‘Craggy’ Cragg, he has his own series, starting with “Last Flight For Craggy” which is free!!! Good fun, and as usual, I’ve ignored most of the laws of physics to keep the story going. Kind regards, Gary Weston.
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