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Lanyon For Hire
by John Paulits
Category: Science Fiction
Description: Lanyon wore out his welcome on both Hobson's Planet and Catonia, the first two planets discovered by Earth, after some harrowing adventures there. He now travels the second planetary system discovered by Earth, hiring himself out to people in need of him. His pocketmailer message to the planets: LANYON, FOR HIRE: WITH RATOR. On Malcosia his rator comes in handy when he confronts Gornish, the Tellurian space pirate and kidnapper. On the planet Guardon he is hired by both sides in a struggle for the soul of a planet. Finally, Lanyon signs on with fellow soldier of fortune, the Malcosian Predamor to resolve a planetary communications disruption emanating from Terbania, the wildest, most desolate planet in the system.
eBook Publisher: Champagne Books, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: September 2011
 
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [202 KB]
Words: 42915
Reading time: 122-171 min.
The newly released inmates helped drag the bulky Tellurians into an empty cell. Lanyon imprisoned them with the force field and led the group of thirteen to the open entrance of the cellblock.
They crossed the guard's office to the door that led up the six flights of stairs.
Lanyon turned to the group following him. "We've got to be silent now," and he put his index finger to his lips.
Jophena gasped.
Lanyon looked at her, puzzled.
"Do you know what you just did with your finger? You told them all to go..."
"Jophena!" said Halmar in a violent whisper. "Lanyon, if you wish to tell these prisoners to be quiet, as I presume you do, you should do this." Halmar took his second and third fingers and thumb and pressed them onto his pursed lips. "What you did... doesn't mean that. It is an insult."
"Oh. Well then..." Lanyon pressed his lips together with his fingers and thumb, as Jophena giggled. He opened the door and everyone moved silently up the stairs toward the office of the Tellurian in charge of the spaceport.
Lanyon stunned two guards standing in their way, and when they reached the door to the spaceport director's office, he paused to let his small army cluster near. He lifted his finger toward his mouth then quickly changed it to a pinch of his lips. He pointed to himself and then toward the door, finishing with his palm toward his listeners, hoping this was not another insult. He saw Jophena nod. She approved. He pointed at her sharply, then pointed straight down. Don't move. She winked.
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