Owsee, "we will need to be on the lookout for any strangers that start to ask questions. I'm starting to think Goo da wa was right to give this table a security field."
“A gift”
As if on cue, a tall man dressed all in black walked in the front of the cave. He pulled back his hood and looked around, then walked over to our table. It was the Ranger.
I said, "I didn't think I would see you again so soon."
Ranger, "I have something for you outside."
Owsee and I followed him to the mouth of the cave and saw a two passengers speeder.
The Rangers said, "it has high ground clearance and boosters for full flight capabilities. It can carry two, but hold on tight when it takes off or you'll fall."
I said, "it's just what I was looking for. How much do you want for it?"
Ranger, "it's a gift from the ships that were at station one."
I said, "you mean the ships that were just to decoyed the CM ship away, not destroy it."
Ranger, "yes, well they do seem to overdo it from time to time. Talking about overdoing it, can you tell me about the other ship that did not come back?"
I said, "it ran into a Gray in a black ship that thought it was something to play with. But like all play things, they tend to break. I suppose the CM will blame me for that one as well."
Ranger, "and I see you now have a black ship of your own."
I said, "you see a lot for someone that just got here, and how is it that you found me with such ease?"
Ranger, "it may have been harder if you had not put the 13.5 million of credits in your account so soon."
I said, "not many new about that amount."
Ranger, "which is probably a good thing for you. I'm not the only one that has friends that like to hack the World Bank computer."
I said, "yes, you're certainly right about that. Now if you could only tell me where a CM CEO is you would make my day."
Ranger, "is that all you want to know. Just follow a damaged ship back to where they repair it, and you will find a CEO at the heart of the operation."
I said, "well now, why didn't I think of that, thank you. By the way, when do you think your friend could use another shipment of crystals?"
Ranger, "not for a week or two, I'll contact you."
I said, "would you like to help in the freeing of workers from other stations?"
Ranger, "what did you have in mind?"
I said, "I can fly in from out of nowhere, with the black ship, and be on my way again if the workers are ready to get aboard. I just need someone they trust to get the word to them, that when the black ship comes they must run for it."
Ranger, "yes, I can get the word to them."
I said, "we need to hit the three stations the other way this time. Do you know another place we can take them?"
Ranger, "yes, I can find places for them after you get past the CM ships."
I said, "well then my plan will be to pick up the men on the farthest station, number W3, then work my way back to W1. I will then disable any CM ship there and make an in space transfer. I will then hide and wait to follow the CM ship back to its repair base. How fast can you get the word out?"
Ranger, "it will take a day or two to pass the word without the stations knowing about it. I will let you know when the men are ready."
I said, "by the way, what do you think of this one they call Gripper?"
Ranger, "he seems like a nice fellow. I only met him once before you pulled him off the station. I was told he worked as a first mate on a ship from Tronex for many years. The other men like him and he has one hell of a grip."
I said, "that's good to hear, because if he is still willing I will make him first mate of our next trip. I need someone to fly the cargo ship while I fly the black ship for defense. Besides, my ship will not be able to hold as many workers as we may pull off of all three stations, without unloading after each stop."
Ranger, "it's a big risk and a lot of responsibility for a first command. Only time will tell how he will work out."
I asked if he would like a mug of juice, the Rangers said yes please.
Owsee, the Ranger, and I sat and talked for a good while. Some of the men came by the table to thank the Ranger for his help in their liberation, and to tell him how happy they were to be free of the station and the CM.
We asked the Ranger if he would need a ride back to the city spaceport.
He said, " I had already made arrangements, as a matter of fact I must be leaving shortly."
Then he went over to talk to a few of the men before leaving. He told us he would be in touch shortly and gave me a two-way communicator. As soon as he stepped outside a small ship to shore transport landed and took him away.
I said to Owsee, "that Ranger is certainly a good man to know."
Owsee, "yes, he is very helpful as well as resourceful."
“Joy ride”
We both looked at the new speeder the Ranger had brought me.
Owsee said, "I would like to take it out for a spin but you should be first."
I said, "well in that case, let's see what this thing can do."
It had a handlebar grip with straps to put my hands through, and a strap to go around my waist. After locking my legs in place, I flipped the switch on the grip and is bam -- I was off. I pulled up fast to keep from hitting anything and almost did a loop before getting it straightened out. I then zipped and zagged across the sky a bit, before I found the speed adjustment and the hover mode. I brought it down next to the cave and showed Owsee the controls I had figured out. We got him strapped in and he took off in the hover mode and slow forward to start. After getting high enough he hit the boosters and took off over the lake before turning around and bringing it back.
As he landed in front of me and said, "I have got to get one of these for myself."
I said, "well, when I see the Ranger again I'll tell him you want to buy one."
Owsee, "please do. This could save me so much time in getting around."
I said, "plus it's a lot of fun."
Owsee, "plus it's a lot of fun."
The end?
By R. Miller
words 90, 988
To whom, I.M.C.
I must be a sci-fi fan. For with all the imagination we have, how many of us have bothered to write down the great adventures we perceive in our minds? Somewhere around a million words on paper, I began to ask people, that I knew, if they liked what I was writing. I truly believe, these highly trained professionals, when they told me they were not just shining me on about how great they thought, "The traveler," was. There is no greater joy than being able to read a well written piece of science fiction, that has all the elements in it; except maybe to write it. Getting paid for it, is great encouragement as well. I'm sure a number of people will be able to appreciate the marketability of this fine story. In a time when finances are tight, for a great number of people, true entertainment for a low price is a blessing. And a book like, "The traveler," could be of great entertainment for those that are looking for a new hot book. The author, "Mr. Robin Miller," is an extremely entertaining 53-year-old, that believes sci-fi is really science prediction. Reading his book may be like a peek into the future, for some. Unfortunately, this book is hard to put down; and so is the writer. You'll love to meet with him at a book signing, and say you met the card that wrote such a thrilling and heart-warming adventure. He’s as entertaining as his books; but takes less time to read. After more than six years, of working on -- the Chronicles of "The traveler, and the loss colony from Earth," Mr. R. Miller believes great writing is only created through hard work. To anyone that does not love, the Chronicles of "The traveler, and the loss colony from Earth," I can only say -- that many do, I know what I love -- I wrote it!
Of course, as writer, I'm not sure my work is ever done. Like with a painting, there just comes a time you need to sign your work and let it go.
Have I mentioned that some of my poetry was published by th
e international Library of poetry in Maryland? Being a published poet is not merit enough, of itself, to guarantee a new book sale but it don't hurt. You will find some of this poetry in my books.
I certainly hope the above words have answered some of your questions about the writer Mr. Robin Miller and his books, the Chronicles of "The traveler, and the loss colony from Earth."
By R Miller 7/17/09
New Title 1 (The traveler) Page 26