The Adventures of Tim Bodge
This story has been amended with Adult content.
By Thodge
Chapter 18
Part 1 of 4
Tim sat in the lounge and asked, "DarkIce, how many new guests did we pick up?"
"Well." DarkIce sat opposite Tim and counted the new individuals in his head. "We could have about 35; some of the people who left could come back if that's agreeable to you?"
"Why would they leave in the first place?"
They need to see whether there are family members who will take them. Six of them are between sixteen and twenty-two years old and still live at home; their parents didn't make it."
"They can return with the rotation of the troops. That will be every two weeks. The King will allow that."
"Sarha, could you have Freyaka come to the lounge?" Asked Tim.
"Tim, I have to get back to the office, with all these new people, I'll have to find them jobs." DarkIce got up from his chair and turned to walk to the lift.
Sarha appeared in the lounge next to Tim, "Tim, Freyaka said she would be here as soon as possible. She and Tammy were at the lake laying on the beach."
Tim sat there and enjoyed another cup of coffee. At the same time, he thought about what to do with Freyaka. '
She did help with Gorhard and did try to let them know where he was
.
But she works for a group of spies and now knows about this ship
.'
"Sarha, how far into your system did Freyaka get?"
Sarha reappeared next to Tim. "She is good, but she did get about twenty-five percent into the system. Is there a question about my system you need to ask?"
Tim just sat there for another minute, deep in thought. "Has she tried to excess your system or asked questions about you and how you work?"
"No," she said, "she needed to relax a little first, the near-death experience and Gorhard was a bit too much, all in the span of forty-eight hours. Life is too valuable just to throw it away."
"Well, she seems to have a logical head on her. Let's see how she feels today?"
Freyaka walked into the lounge for the first time, looked around. She saw Tim was sitting to her left, she saw the chairs. "Tim, If I could, may I sit on the footstool. It seems my tail does not like chairs." She said this with a smile so as not to hurt Tim's feelings."
Tim got up, moved the footstool from in front of him, off to his right side, and sat it so that her tail was not in the walkway. "Will that be, OK?"
"Yes, thank you very much.... Now, what did you need from me?"
"First, we do a check on everyone we recover... or save... or set free, however you want to put it. It seems that you are not on any system with an ID."
Freyaka sat there with no expression on her face. "Tim, I am sorry, as the Commander told you, I am on leave from the Universal Security Unit. I cannot tell you about it, but you must understand it because I believe you want this ship kept secret. Am I not, right?"
"Yes."
Freyaka sat there and looked Tim in the eyes, "You have a lot of equipment here that would make a warlord very powerful if they knew about it."
"That is why we check each individual to see what kind of person they are. Then there was you! How do we feel about you?"
"I need your help! I wanted to leave my job and enjoy the outside world. But to leave the business, that cannot be done, at least alive."
Tim looked into Freyaka's eyes and saw fear and knew she was telling the truth. "So, how do you want us to help?"