It's Hell To Choose (The Kurtherian Gambit Book 9) by Michael Anderle Page A
Authors: Michael Anderle
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and a human who knew way the hell too much.
“They won’t be questioned,” Jakob said.
“What?” Bethany Anne turned to regard the lawyer.
“Your guards, they won’t get questioned besides the standard questions what’s going on because they have completely clean files. Dossiers from a company that shows they are only with her to keep off the uninvited. There is nothing to show they are part of your group.”
“That can’t last forever,” She argued, “Eventually…”
“Eventually, you will be out of range, and it won’t be a question, right?” He interrupted.
For whatever reason, maybe it was his jovial attitude, but Bethany Anne didn’t mind his always interrupting her. They had shared some of the ‘serum’ with him to help him physically. Enough that his insides were at least fifteen years younger and a couple of years on the outside could be waved away as a excellent diet and exercise program.
Now, he would get up before her and finish long after she would have thought prudent.
“Having fun?” She changed the subject.
“The best!” He pursed his lips, “Although I was a little annoyed that I didn’t get to sue Brimer into oblivion.”
“You did get to negotiate the agreement with the group. You allowed them to stay in business.”
“Well, that was enjoyable, but I would have shut them down.”
Bethany Anne shrugged, “We still have leverage, take it all away, and there isn’t anything to stop them from focusing all on us.”
“Is that why Brimer stays employed with them?”
“Yes, his partners will constantly be worried about Brimer, so I see it as a win-win for us.”
“Why did you want me to interview Jennifer? She turned out to be a hell of a catch, but how did you know?”
“Michael read her mind.” Bethany Anne quipped.
“I thought it was going to be something like that.” He mused, “He seemed to make up his mind about me pretty quickly.”
“You aren’t bothered by that? A lawyer sitting around someone who can read his mind?”
He pushed his hand out and said, “Nah, I learned decades ago to own everything I did or don’t do it. I’m not hiding anything before…Well, the statute of limitations is now way past on a couple of youthful indiscretions.”
“Ok, what about the other concerns you mentioned…”
Bethany Anne left almost forty-five minutes later, and she was glad Jakob had agreed to work for her. He was a widower for the past fifteen years, and it had taken him about three minutes to decide he wanted to move on base. Kevin McCoullagh had supplied him a team to go back and shut down his house. Now, the team had someone selling it for him.
He would be a very, very busy man for a long, long time.
QBS Polarus, Sailing towards France.
“Exactly how,” Bobcat asked, “are we supposed to deal with making sure no one wishes us harm when they get on the ship?” Bobcat was looking at a message which Bethany Anne had sent the group.
Presently, the team included Jeffrey, Bobcat, William, Markus and Cheryl Lynn, who had grabbed a pod and come over for the meeting. Todd had been working particularly hard trying to learn more about design and engineering of components, so John suggested he come over to speak to William when there was a break.
So, Todd got to go up in a Pod. He did need to talk with William, and John said that a meeting like this should cement their friendship, if Todd would be respectful. Todd agreed he would be and had tried to act like getting a chance to fly over to the Polarus was no big thing. Cheryl Lynn could see from John’s expression Todd was doing a bad job of hiding his excitement.
Presently, Todd was over in the cafeteria section eating.
“I don’t know.” Cheryl Lynn admitted. “I was hoping it was some sort of hat they put on or something like a metal detector they walk through.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Jeffrey started.
“Which one?” Bobcat asked, “The aluminum
“They won’t be questioned,” Jakob said.
“What?” Bethany Anne turned to regard the lawyer.
“Your guards, they won’t get questioned besides the standard questions what’s going on because they have completely clean files. Dossiers from a company that shows they are only with her to keep off the uninvited. There is nothing to show they are part of your group.”
“That can’t last forever,” She argued, “Eventually…”
“Eventually, you will be out of range, and it won’t be a question, right?” He interrupted.
For whatever reason, maybe it was his jovial attitude, but Bethany Anne didn’t mind his always interrupting her. They had shared some of the ‘serum’ with him to help him physically. Enough that his insides were at least fifteen years younger and a couple of years on the outside could be waved away as a excellent diet and exercise program.
Now, he would get up before her and finish long after she would have thought prudent.
“Having fun?” She changed the subject.
“The best!” He pursed his lips, “Although I was a little annoyed that I didn’t get to sue Brimer into oblivion.”
“You did get to negotiate the agreement with the group. You allowed them to stay in business.”
“Well, that was enjoyable, but I would have shut them down.”
Bethany Anne shrugged, “We still have leverage, take it all away, and there isn’t anything to stop them from focusing all on us.”
“Is that why Brimer stays employed with them?”
“Yes, his partners will constantly be worried about Brimer, so I see it as a win-win for us.”
“Why did you want me to interview Jennifer? She turned out to be a hell of a catch, but how did you know?”
“Michael read her mind.” Bethany Anne quipped.
“I thought it was going to be something like that.” He mused, “He seemed to make up his mind about me pretty quickly.”
“You aren’t bothered by that? A lawyer sitting around someone who can read his mind?”
He pushed his hand out and said, “Nah, I learned decades ago to own everything I did or don’t do it. I’m not hiding anything before…Well, the statute of limitations is now way past on a couple of youthful indiscretions.”
“Ok, what about the other concerns you mentioned…”
Bethany Anne left almost forty-five minutes later, and she was glad Jakob had agreed to work for her. He was a widower for the past fifteen years, and it had taken him about three minutes to decide he wanted to move on base. Kevin McCoullagh had supplied him a team to go back and shut down his house. Now, the team had someone selling it for him.
He would be a very, very busy man for a long, long time.
QBS Polarus, Sailing towards France.
“Exactly how,” Bobcat asked, “are we supposed to deal with making sure no one wishes us harm when they get on the ship?” Bobcat was looking at a message which Bethany Anne had sent the group.
Presently, the team included Jeffrey, Bobcat, William, Markus and Cheryl Lynn, who had grabbed a pod and come over for the meeting. Todd had been working particularly hard trying to learn more about design and engineering of components, so John suggested he come over to speak to William when there was a break.
So, Todd got to go up in a Pod. He did need to talk with William, and John said that a meeting like this should cement their friendship, if Todd would be respectful. Todd agreed he would be and had tried to act like getting a chance to fly over to the Polarus was no big thing. Cheryl Lynn could see from John’s expression Todd was doing a bad job of hiding his excitement.
Presently, Todd was over in the cafeteria section eating.
“I don’t know.” Cheryl Lynn admitted. “I was hoping it was some sort of hat they put on or something like a metal detector they walk through.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Jeffrey started.
“Which one?” Bobcat asked, “The aluminum
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