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This has been a great week that ended poorly. Our Arizona family (Son, DIL, Toddler Girl, a Great Dane, and a Lab) moved in with us until they can find a house. That was the great part. Love playing with the 2-y.o. The dogs are fairly well behaved, considering we have no fence. On Thursday, my laptop failed to open, and it still won't. What a crappy way to end the week. It's now at Best Buy where I hope they can fix it, and more importantly, can retrieve my documents. Yes, I'm one of those people who preached backing up your work but failed to do so. The Geek Squad guy assured me he could retrieve my docs. I hope he can.
In light of that, I'm trying to share the next snippet from my sci-if romance THE PROTECTOR, using my iPad and an old computer along with a sporadic internet connection. When it rains . . .
Last week, the bad guys got the drop on Rissa who (with her friends) was at spaceport to rescue kidnapped children. Her bartender Kiran is in the wings. (BTW, I did read your comments last week. Sorry for not commenting on each one. As I said, crazy week.) This picks up where we left off last week when the captain threatened to throw her out the airlock.
His laugh sent frissons of fear shooting through Rissa. When the shorter male started forward, his eyes widened. The removal of the metal from her neck and the sound of a body hitting the floor told her Kiran had been right to cover her back. He zapped the two in front of her, and they crumpled to the floor next to the sleeping boys.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw a bundle of blue fur lay in a tangle of arms and legs--the captain of the traffickers' ship was the obnoxious Indigian from the tavern.
"Next time, don't go rushing into danger," Kiran said, "my heart can't take it."
Heat burned in Rissa's cheeks--she knew he was right. She'd been foolish to rush out like that, but she'd been so afraid the traffickers would get away, taking not just Sophira's baby but the boys with them.
"Sorry," she said, "let's get them tied up and out of sight."
As always, apologies for the creative punctuation, which was done to keep within the sentence limit.
Who knew rescuing two girls from traffickers would bring down a world of hurt?
After tavern owner Rissa Dix rescues two girls from a slave ship, she must rally the townsfolk to prevent traffickers from returning. Mining heir Dillan Rusteran has loved her for years. Little do they know that by rescuing more children they're tangling with a galactic trafficking ring.