Back Reckoning
Chapters (84)
  1. Cover
  2. Also by W. Michael Gear
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Chapter 63
  67. Chapter 64
  68. Chapter 65
  69. Chapter 66
  70. Chapter 67
  71. Chapter 68
  72. Chapter 69
  73. Chapter 70
  74. Chapter 71
  75. Chapter 72
  76. Chapter 73
  77. Chapter 74
  78. Chapter 75
  79. Chapter 76
  80. Chapter 77
  81. Chapter 78
  82. Chapter 79
  83. Chapter 80
  84. Epilogue

Kalico gave the girl a glance from the corner of her eye as she cupped her whiskey. “You’re not alone. Took me a while and a couple of figurative bloody noses to figure out how these crazy libertarians think.”

“Yeah,” Kylee climbed off the stool. “Well, for the moment, I’ve got to pee.”

Talina wiped her lips, and said, “I’ll show you where and how—”

Kylee arched a chastening brow. “I lived at Mundo, Ta Li Na. We had plumbing. I know how to use a stool. Don’t worry, I won’t pee on the floor. Just point out where the toilet’s at.”

“There,” Talina pointed to the back of the room. “It’s behind the stairs. Through the aquajade-wood door. It’s communal. Stalls on the right, urinals on the left.”

Talina saw Kylee’s sudden hesitation as she realized that she’d be crossing forty meters of open floor by herself. Sort of like walking a gauntlet of staring strangers. Talina said, “You sure you don’t want me—”

“Hey, I got this,” Kylee half growled as she set off across the paving stones.

Talina muttered, “Maybe I ought to—”

“You’ll embarrass her,” Shig noted, beneficent gaze following the young woman as she strode purposefully down the aisle, head up, eyes fixed straight ahead.

“Got to give her credit,” Dek said. “She’s doing better than I thought she would.”

“She tried to steal Inga’s fork,” Kalico reminded.

“Trade,” Talina corrected, seeing Kylee reach the door to the toilets. “And we’re going to have to teach her what a handshake means.”

“What do you hear from Turalon?” Dek asked, turning back to his plate and forking a cube of roasted crest.

Kalico took a sip of her whiskey. “They’re about four days out. Tallia O’Hanley’s been getting a steady stream of messages now that the delay is down to a couple of minutes. She records them, sends a reply that the Supervisor will take them under advisement, and piles them in a stack. Anything that’s really important, she sends a query to Two Spot, and he lets me know. Most of the stack is filled with demands and interrogatives that are just plain silly.”

“That’s what we were discussing when you arrived,” Shig said. “Obviously, they’re going to have to make planet here. PA is the only place with housing and amenities. For once, the cargo is moderately useful, things we need to fix some of our broken equipment. Given that most of what they carry is meant for PA, we’ll broker an equitable compensation in siddars that will pay for their lodging and provide spending currency for the crew and transportees.”