Page 43 of Cops in Space
A laugh broke from me.“So, the scuttlebutt is true. God, I’d loved to have been there.”
“It wasn’t funny or remotely entertaining.”
“Oh, but it is. Then, there was that hot to trot twenty-year-old you took dancing and the MPs had to be called to break up the all-out brawl involving your harem.”
“I do not have a harem,”Uncle Saul growled.
I raised an eyebrow.“Julianna, Eva, Sarah, Katie, Darcie, Amanda and Marilyn. Should I go on?”
“A man has needs.”
God, I loved teasing him.Sploosh!I stepped in ankle-deep water. Dammit. The irrigation system had sprung a leak again, and the garden was one big mud puddle.
“I thought Ben fixed the watering system,”Uncle Saul snapped.
“So did I.”
Uncle Saul set his basket on a worktable.“You get the veggies and I’ll work on the leak.”
“That’s one way to get out of talking about your girlfriends.
“My love life is none of your business.”
Fighting back a grin, I snapped to attention and saluted him.“Yes, sir. You are permitted to sleep with as many women as you want.”
Shooting me a baleful glare, the general vanished into the shadows. His night vision rivaled a cat’s.
“I’m going to pick some veggies for dinner, and I need you to stay put.”I placed Jaxor on the table.“Do not move.”
He held up his empty bottle and yawned, exposing his sharp little teeth.
“I’ll be done in a jiffy.”I stuffed the bottle in my side pocket.
“Kay.”Jaxor climbed into the other basket and went to sleep.
Dang, I couldn’t have timed that better.
“Me hunt.”Gita jumped on a stalk of corn and snagged a grasshopper.
My old rubber work boots squished in the muddy water as I plucked ripe tomatoes off the vine, added corn, lettuce and okra to my basket. As much as I loved onions on my burgers, I wasn’t sticking my arm in that slimy muck. “Can you fix the leak, Uncle Saul?”
“No, I shut the water off. I need to replace a couple of nozzles, and we need new emitter rods.”
My psychic senses went on red alert. We had incoming hostiles.“Do you sense them, Uncle Saul?”
“I do. Keep picking corn.”
I gave him a mental salute and linked with Dad and Kaelen. “Timmy and his Oath Defenders have found us.”
“Copy that, they disabled the sensor array with a multi-frequency jammer,”Dad responded. “Our ETA is sixty seconds.”
I felt Kaelen’s power flare as he scanned the area.“There are twenty-two heavily armed soldiers approaching the base from the southwest.”
“Did you copy that, Uncle Ben?”
“That’s an affirmative. Booby-traps engaged.”
“Oh boy, this is gonna be fun.”
