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Logic

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A criminal analyst with no social life fascinates a superhero during a hostage taking where she was the hostage, until she wasn’t.

 

 

Beryl lives a quiet life taking online classes and working on solving cases for her brother when he needs a second pair of eyes. Her skills gain her the notice of the Volunteer Project, and she is encouraged to go and get a life of her own.

Working as a criminal analyst is incredibly rewarding and she thinks she has everything she needs until her path collides with that of one of the local Guardians and her life takes a sudden turn.

Toyo sensed Beryl before he met her, but watching her disable a criminal cemented his interest. Her blood called to him, her scent drove him wild, and when she knocked him on his butt, he knew it was the first of many encounters to come.

 

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Logic

Copyright © 2014 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0034-7

Cover art by Martine Jardin

 

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Logic

Terran Times Second Wave

 

 

By

 

 

Viola Grace

 

Chapter One

 

 

Beryl Wilkinson looked up from her homework as her brother came in. His uniform was rumpled and he looked frustrated. “Hiya, Jim.”

“Bebe, I have a puzzle for you.”

She perked up. “Really?

“Really. We are working on tracking some of the protest cells, but we have run up against a dead end. We can’t find out where they are organizing or where their money is coming from. If you solve it, it will have to be completely off the books.”

“Of course.” She rubbed her hands together. “Show me what you have.”

She sat still while he laid out the files on the table, each open to what he thought was the pertinent page. The Keepers were a pain in the ass, and if they were gathering
en masse
, the police needed all the help they could get.

As she worked Bebe didn’t know how much time passed, she never did. When she found the connections, she quickly moved to confirm and verify the data.

Jim was asleep on the couch, so she shook his shoulder. He blinked and rubbed at his eyes. “Did you find it?”

“No, you were snoring and it was wrecking my groove.”

“Funny. You don’t hear a thing while you are working on puzzles. What did you find?”

She sat with him and laid out the information and the locations where the Keepers were going to strike. All they could do was warn the recruitment centres and defend the ones that needed help.

Jim was on the phone in moments warning of the bomb threats. He worked through the night calling all the centres and the local law enforcement. When the explosion rang out and the news reported the devastation, the last number on the list went uncalled. They already knew.

Bebe handed Jim a thermos of high-octane coffee and sent him off to work while she returned to her web design course. There was nothing else to do.

 

Eighteen hours after he left their home, he returned and he was not alone. “Bebe, this is Recruiter Norz and he would like to make you an offer.”

Beryl looked at the small silver man with the huge black eyes, the bodyguards in the hall and the look of hope and sorrow in Jim’s eyes. “I am being recruited.”

Norz inclined his head. “It is not a matter of being ordered to do it, but Officer Wilkinson tells me that you will never be able to use your talent here for anything other than bookkeeping. I would offer you far more than that. There is a chance you can use your skills on a daily basis to save lives as you did today.”

“I didn’t save them all.”

“You didn’t have time. The information and connections your brother showed us prove that you have a knack for logic that goes beyond normal intuitive behaviour. With your permission, I would like to send you to the Nyal Imperium to work with the Guardians on worlds that are at risk and subject to destruction. Would you be interested?”

Bebe winced. “Didn’t Jim tell you? My work mode is akin to being in a working coma. I don’t hear or see anyone. I would be useless in a fight.”

Norz grinned and showed shark-like teeth. “We don’t want you in the fight; we want you telling us where to be.”

Bebe looked to James, looked around the main floor of their house and the emptiness that was their constant companion since their sister passed away. She would hate to leave James, but he had brought Norz here.

She looked at her brother and nodded. He smiled, but there were tears in his eyes.

“Fine. When do I leave?”

 

One month of basic training later and she was still homesick. It was time to head to her assignment, and she had one last direct call from the moon base to make.

“Hiya, Jim.”

“Hiya, Bebe. How are you doing?” He had a more relaxed look about him now that he had quit his job with the force and was working as the security coordinator for the Volunteer Centres.

“I am good. I ship out tomorrow, so you will be without my input for a few days.”

“Excellent. I like the hair.”

She patted her pink roots that faded into a pale blush at the ends of her hair. “I wanted to splurge for my birthday. The bots are actually in my scalp colouring it as I speak.”

“I don’t want the details, it just looks pretty. Did you get my present?”

“Yes, and I had to share with my instructors. Terran pastries haven’t been too thick on the ground up here, and my meditation instructor has a helluva sweet tooth.”

He laughed. “I am glad you have friends to share it with.”

“I have always made friends, until they learned what I can do. This is the first time it has been backward, and I sort of like it.”

“Good. Do you know where you are going?”

“Some world name W’lyn. They need an analyst in the worst way, so I am going in to help work on the petty crime and the not-so-petty crime.”

“Keep yourself safe.”

She snapped him a salute. “Yes, sir.”

She sobered. “I will miss you, Jim. Ask that nice girl at the pastry shop out.”

He blushed. “I already did. How do you think I got two dozen cupcakes wrapped and packed for space flight? It is a bit of a strange order.”

The image in her mind of him chatting frantically as the woman individually packed up the cupcakes before tucking them in the cargo container would keep her smiling for days.

“You look tired. Good night and I will talk to you when I can. Keep the data parcels coming. It was the best addition to the contract that I could have asked for. I love being busy.” She rubbed her hands together.

“Tell me when you get there.”

“I will. Tell me when you get a third date.” She winked and waved farewell. They had said what they needed to say, and the screen went dark.

Saying goodbye was not a family tradition. As far as Bebe was concerned, every time she said a goodbye, the person left her life forever.

She sat back and sighed, rubbing her temples. What she hadn’t told her brother was that her new home was going to be hostile toward Terrans and her hair was camouflage. It not only altered her normally brown hair colouring, but it also altered her scent and that was what should allow her to pass through the population of W’lyn undetected.

She didn’t want him to worry, but she was very aware that she was going onto a world where her blood would call out the beast in those around her. The suit she was given would contain her in case of any small accidents, but she was her own keeper. The peacekeepers would protect her, as would the Guardians, but only to the same extent as they would any useful employee. When it came to her blood, it was in her to keep or she was on her own.

Bebe got to her feet and headed to medical for her final scans. When she passed the viewing ports on her way, she slowed down and looked at the Earth spinning below. She was doing it. She was in space, and tomorrow, she would be on her way to a new world. Yes, she would be doing the same kind of analysis that she did on Earth, but on W’lyn, she wouldn’t have to hide. She would be part of a team working to keep an entire planet safe.

The research she had done on her new home had been enough to make her a little hesitant, but she was happy to have the position with the data-analysis team. An entire world made up of the descendants of Admaryn elves and blood-drinking Vimpyrs made her a little nervous, but the few meetings she had had with her upcoming supervisor had left her feeling secure with her safety. As long as she lived by the rules they had set down and avoided spilling her own blood in public, she would blend right in with the colourful and elegant population, with the exception that she was five inches shorter than the average female and a foot shorter than the average male.

She was getting used to the idea, and it was only for three years after all. She could always go home if she really wanted to once her contract was up. All she had to do was survive. How hard could it be?

 

Chapter Two

 

 

“So, what are you doing tonight, Bebe?” Tamra was leaning against Beryl’s desk and chatting cheerfully.

“The same thing I do every night, Tamra. I am going home, eating dinner and watching vids.” Bebe looked up and grinned. “Why?”

Her hands continued to work within the interface she had been processing. This week, her focus was on organized crime within the sector, and as she finished her analysis, she sent the report off with a flick of her fingers.

“There is a concert in the park today, and I thought you would enjoy it. A bunch of us from data analysis are going and you need to get out. You have been here for six months and have not seen any of Teanic City. We have a lot to offer if you will just come out and play.” Tamra stroked her long blue braid and flicked it at Bebe.

Bebe withdrew her hands from the interface and turned to face her friend and co-worker. “Why this concert?”

Tamra grinned, her pale grey skin sparking with the pearlescent sheen that marked her species. Her blue eyes were a more vivid colour than her hair, and her height was precisely seven inches taller than Bebe’s.

“The Guardians are going to be there and I thought it would be fun to show you the folks that you spend every day protecting with your data mining.”

“I have seen them on news vids.”

Tamra leaned in. “They are so much better in person.”

“I was looking forward to a vid on slugs this evening to kick off my free days.” Bebe got to her feet, but her friend still towered over her.

Tamra sighed and put her hands on Bebe’s shoulders. “I swear; this will be better than slugs.”

“And you will record the program so I can watch it later?”

She winced. “And I will record the program so you can watch it later.”

Bebe grinned. “Fine, but I am wearing this.”

She was used to her containment suits, and today, she was wearing a particularly interesting shade of scarlet that made her hair look like cotton candy.

Tamra sighed. “Do you have to? This is a fun event.”

Bebe laughed, “This suit is fun. It keeps everything where it should be.”

“Fine. Your body, your rules.”

Beryl knew when she had won. She inclined her head and clocked out, enjoying her first steps out of the processing centre and the blue light of the sun. They stopped at Tamra’s place so she could get changed and then headed for dinner before the concert.

Music was free on W’lyn. The Admaryn who settled on the planet had been a musical clan. Everyone either played an instrument or deeply appreciated music on this world. Bebe was no different.

Sitting in the restaurant, Bebe ignored the curious glances toward her. She had become used to them after the first two weeks. She read the menu, made her selections on the table display and smiled at Tamra.

“Thanks for the invitation, Tamra.”

Tamra was about to speak, but she saw something behind Bebe that locked her up and left her humming with excitement. She whispered hoarsely, “Behind you.”

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