The Messenger by J.N. Chaney, Terry Maggert
English | 2019 | Sci – Fi | ePUB |335 Kb
The Messenger : Dash never asked to be a mech pilot, but fate has other plans.
On the run and out of chances, he guides his ship and crew into the heart of a relic older than the galaxy itself–and find himself on the edge of an eternal war he never knew existed.
The relic is a mech, lost to history and forgotten by all who remain. Built by an ancient race to be the ultimate weapon, the machine is capable of unspeakable destruction, and its discovery could unhinge the balance of power throughout known space.
Worse still, the A.I. inside the machine speaks of an ancient evil that will soon arrive–a race whose power far exceeds anything humanity has ever witnessed.
Only the Messenger can stand against them, the A.I. tells its new pilot. Only you can do what must be done.
“Sammy, that hurts,” Dash said. “Cuts me to the core. Of course we’re friends. And friends help one another out.”
“The delivery was a failure.”
“Well, technically, sure. But that’s not my fault. Your middleman substituted some short-lived radioisotopes for what was supposed to be in the shipment. How was I supposed to know that? The fact that they’d mostly decayed away to nothing by the time I reached the buyer is—”
“The point,” Sammy said. “You were hired to deliver a working radioisotope generator to the buyer. That didn’t happen.”
“Yeah, but like I said, your middleman—”
“You accepted the shipment from him. That makes you accountable.”
“Just wait a second,” Dash said, holding up a hand. “I’m a courier, not a scientist, or whatever. I just deliver these things where and when I’m supposed to. I did that.”
“You were hired to deliver a working radioisotope generator to the buyer. That didn’t—”
“Okay, now you’re repeating yourself. Look, it was your middleman.”
“He’s not in my employ anymore, either.”
“Either? Sammy, you and me, we’re—”
“Concluding our business dealings, yes.”
Dash took another breath. “Okay, fine. If you just make payment, we can—”