We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Chapter 15
Chapter 15As I stood frowning, looking solid andMarine-like, Belen’s security forces filed into the yard. Rab hadalready spent half a day with them, so the men and women in theirtrim burgundy uniforms looked snappy. The wind almost clicked astheymarched in. They stood eight abreast, arms at their side. Most werehumans, but a few of the hands hanging out of the sleeves werefurry.A couple were green. Two gold Iotans. Which I applauded. I alwaysthought Iotans were very dependable. When you’re under fire andstress, which we were going to be, it’s always nice to have friendswho are dependable. I walked out and tried to look tough asnails. I remembered the line from Belen from long ago. “You don’thave to try, Logan. You look tough as nails all the time. Trysmilingonce in a while.” But a milita
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
