Dukk stared at the wall behind the bar and let the barely touched drink go warm.
“What in the world is going on?” he thought.
His self-reflection was interrupted by an incoming alert on his comms. It was Annee.
“Ann, what is going on?” Dukk answered in a daze.
“Are you alright?” Annee asked.
That woke Dukk up.
“Yes, all done here. Rachelle has taken all her stuff from the master cabin. Bazzer and I gave it a once over and moved your lockers in there.”
“So, I was thinking I could move into your old cabin? I already checked with Bazzer, and Larinette is hardly in hers, so she shouldn’t care?”
“Wait, what? You are staying? What about you and Rachelle,” Dukk asked calmly. He was starting to get used to the idea of the unexpected by this stage of the afternoon.
“All good things come to an end, Dukk. Besides, I have years of potential left in me. I am not ready to settle down or be grounded just yet!” Annee replied awkwardly.
“That is brilliant news!” Dukk replied gleefully without thinking.
“Actually, I will miss her,” Annee added.
“Oh, of course, I mean, I am sorry for you and Rachelle, but I am delighted you are staying with the Dinatha, you are one in a million. And, definitely, take my old cabin.”
“Thanks, Dukk, see you at dinner,” Annee added and ended the call abruptly.
That suited Dukk fine as he felt it was getting a little uncomfortable. He was struggling with his emotions and was in no state to help Annee with hers.
Dukk used the heightened awareness following the call with Annee, to get his thoughts together. He used his heads-up display to access the contracts board.
He searched for urgent high value beef contracts. There was only one. It had just been posted.
“Odd! And as suggested by the mystery man, the contact went by the name of ‘Wallace’,” reflected Dukk.
The listing gave the details of the load and destination. It all looked legitimate. The listing also gave the place where Wallace would be tomorrow at nine p.m., local time. He saved the details. Paid the tab, left yet another drink barely touched, and headed for the door.
As Dukk made his way back to the h-pod to shower for dinner, he did his best to disconnect from the day’s events. He did his best to quieten his mind. Which wasn’t easy. His curiosity streak was strong. It had been pivotal in his decision to follow the mystery man’s orders. And now it was working overtime on what this might all be about.
Before entering the h-pod, he stood for a moment. Undecided.
“Should I check-in on the Dinatha, before getting ready for dinner?” he thought to himself.
“No,” he concluded, “The sentinels will keep it secure. Besides, I must clear my head and be present and engaged at dinner. I will need to be alert so that I can pick the right moment to take my leave and get to the VG station on time.”
(to be continued...in the next chapter)
[Rule of Twelve, Double Take, Chapter 3 - Grounding (Passage 5 of 5)]
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Time is a gift. A gift that is precious and beautiful. A gift that must be opened immediately as it comes by once only. Missing the opportunity of that gift is a travesty. Lacking in or having the absence of hope is one sure way to miss that opportunity.
I chose years ago, to use this gift to help others make the most of it too. In the space between, I love, learn and write. I do this all in the hope that we return to our truth.
My writing is futuristic, honest and brutal at times. I hope to bring focus to that which matters most: Love, choice, and truth.
The story that I am labelling ‘Rule of Twelve’, told over three books, presents a story of hope and love, built on traditional and conservative values in a world where even the needed linguistics have been erased. The books are based in the future. Roughly two hundred years ahead. The books present the outcomes of a world driven to the brink by the followers of the Identitarian, New Puritan, and Utopian related ideology.
The books are written from the ...