The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XXIII

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XXIII

The K-101 Kadastrattik sat quietly, his hand still on the cutoff switch for the communication wand on the arm of his Bridge chair.  He thought very rapidly for a few moments, and then stood up. “Tactical, are any forms of energy emissions directed at us from the...

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XXIII

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XXI

Twenty The Chief of Security’s Office Things weren’t going at all well for Colonel George Perkins. Word of Akillistrak’s capture had, of course, reached his office.  Knowing it was only a matter of time before the captured Grugell officer revealed the name of his...

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The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part XXII

Twenty-One Outskirts, at sunset Mary Lenell was just walking back from Outskirt’s tiny mercantile towards the cabin on the north end of town that she shared with her security officer husband when she heard the buzzing sound. She looked up from the red dust of the road...