especially outside of Sneaker’s territory, it paid to be careful.
The two Enforcers made no hostile move, Valerie’s precautions would be normal for their clients. She waited for a nod from them and led their small party forward. An aircar sat inside the loading dock out of sight, three more hired guns stood by it and one of the Enforcers indicated a small office off to one side.
“One of you only,” she said.
“It’s alright. You and the girls wait here, Carter.” Sneaker said her name quite clearly. All of Scribe’s Enforcers stood up a little straighter and looked more alert.
“They know who she is,” Hanna whispered to her friend.
“You think?”
Valerie jerked her head slightly to the girls, they understood and moved to stand opposite her, whilst she was turned sideways to the two groups of Enforcers. Hanna and Deni could watch her back, while she kept an eye on the office Sneaker entered and still watch the Enforcers in her peripheral vision.
The next few minutes were tense, at least for the others. The girls continued to dart looks in all directions and the Enforcers stood almost rigid, their hands close to, but not on their weapons. Valerie was relaxed, her feet a shoulders width apart and her hands by her sides. With her pistols under her arms, they were as far from her hands as it was possible to be and still be on her body. Despite this, she was confident she could draw and fire before anyone else raised their guns, if she had to.
The minutes continued to tick by. Finally Sneaker stepped out laughing with another man. He was a similar age to Sneaker, late fifties, Valerie guessed, and a few centimetres shorter with a ruddy complexion.
“So where is the indomitable Miss Carter I have heard so much about?” the man practically boomed.
“Right here, Scribe.” Sneaker clapped the man on the shoulder and pointed to where Valerie stood.
Scribe strode right up to Valerie and thrust his hand out to her. She stood looking at it consideringly for a moment and behind Scribe’s back Sneaker gave her the look, telling her to take it. With a mental shrug and leaving her left hand free and clear, she took his hand.
“It’s an honour.” His voice was deep and seemed to almost echo around the room as he pumped her hand up and down. “I’ve heard so much about you. How would you like to come and work for me? I pay very well you know. You’ll get to see the planet rather than being stuck here in one city.”
“Hey! We didn’t come here so you could steal away my Crew.” Sneaker interjected before Valerie could reply. His voice was light, but there was a slight edge to it.
“A young beauty like this shouldn’t be kept holed up here. She should be out seeing what the world has to offer. Come with me and you’ll see it all.”
He had not released her hand and she gently extracted it as gracefully as she could.
“Thank you for the offer, Scribe, but I work for Sneaker and I’m not looking for a new employer.” The smile she gave him was mostly genuine. It was funny how he thought she was more than half his age, when actually she had twice his years.
“No hard feelings, Scribe?” Sneaker said and clasped the other man on the shoulder again.
“Hah. So long as you don’t blame a fella for trying. I wouldn’t want the man who has this woman on a leash mad at me.”
For an instant Sneaker, Hanna and Deni froze. Valerie almost smiled again at their reactions. Not long ago she would have in all probability done something precipitous and violent. Today she simply shook her head and indicated the office Scribe came out of.
“Perhaps we could talk in private and get down to business?”
“Of course, of course,” Scribe boomed and waved ahead of them. “This way. Follow me, follow me.”
In the run down room, a new table was set up in the middle. What Valerie recognised as a very high tech bio scanner sat on it with
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